Red Truck
Pulled over once, he caught her in a rush.
“What is it you’ve ‘got’ to get done?”
She thinks, people have cancer, man.
But the flashing light glints off his gun.
A red truck’s a target
A loud lady too
A loud lady in a red truck, I’d like to meet you
Now a second time, she’d been doing so good.
This cop, a lady, declines a kind gesture,
doesn’t “care to eat a sunflower seed.”
Cares, swears that she cares, that yellow means yield,
but all she had to say was…
A red truck’s a target
A loud lady too
A loud lady in a red truck, I’d like to meet you
Wire her jaw shut!?!
Strip off the paint!?!
She know enough sign language to make a church lady faint
Pulled over thrice, a burnt out headlight.
He’d give her time. She’d get it fixed.
Doesn’t stop the ticket she gets for slurring her speech…
A red truck’s a target
A loud lady too
A loud lady in a red truck, I’d like to meet you