Little Pink Mack

Lyrics
Everybody calls me the girl in the little pink Mack The bumpers are chrome and so are the wheels and the stack It's got polky-dot curtains hangin' in a sleeper of pink Ha-ha-ha, this Mack's a dandy, some kind of truck, they think In my truck-drivin' boots I stand about five-foot-three But don't let the size fool you, man, I can take care of me When you see a flash of pink go flyin' by The next thing you know there's a taillight in your eye Everybody wonders who'd drive such a rig like that All the truckers are asked who's the gal in the little pink Mack ( guitar ) So don't mess around if you're lookin' for a race To be wiped out by a girl would be a disgrace 'Cause I cut my baby teeth on a set of Spicer gears I'm a gear-swappin' mama and I don't know the meanin' of fear Everybody wonders who'd drive such a rig like that All the truckers are asked who's the gal in the little pink Mack Got 'em wondering, Kay All the truckers are asked who's the gal in the little pink Mack Would you believe? All the truckers are asked who's the gal in the little pink Mack Ohh boy All the truckers are asked who's the gal in the little pink Mack
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Credits
- Writers
- Scott Turner
- Jim Thornton
- Chris Roberts