Mack Truck

What’s up, y’all? This is Kid Rock
Turn it up, turn that shit up
Hit me like a Mack Truck
Yeah, she hit me, yeah, she hit me
She hit me like a Mack
Hit me like a Mack
Hit me like a Mack
Hit me like a Mack Truck
I don’t wanna beg but I think I’m gonna have to
Never laid my eyes on a girl so fine
Riding her pound on the disco saddle
Ripping that horn and blowing my mind
She hit me like a Mack
Hit me like a Mack
Hit me like a Mack
She hit me like a Mack Truck
Hit me like a Mack
Hit me like a Mack
Hit me like a Mack
She hit me like a Mack Truck
Platinum spurs and a shredded up blue jeans
Drop down bonnet with a come on grin
mama with a peddle on the floorboard
Running me over again and again
She hit me like a Mack
Hit me like a Mack
Hit me like a Mack
She hit me like a Mack Truck
Hit me like a Mack
Hit me like a Mack
Hit me like a Mack
Hit me like a Mack Truck
Hoo
Aw, play the fiddle, son
Hit me like a Mack
Hit me like a Mack
Hit me like a Mack
Hit me like a Mack Truck
Hit me like a Mack
Hit me like a Mack
Hit me like a Mack
Yeah, she hit me like a Mack Truck
Hit me like a Mack
Hit me like a Mack
Hit me like a Mack
She hit me like a Mack Truck
Hit me like a Mack
Hit me like a Mack
Hit me like a Mack
She hit me like a Mack Truck
Mack Truck
Mack Truck
Mack Truck
Mack Truck
Yeah, she hit me like a Mack Truck