I love the way you walk
  I love the way you walk
  I'm crazy 'bout your walk
  I love the way you walk
  You my babe, I got my eyes on you
  
  I like the way you switch
  I like the way you switch
  I like the way you switch
  I like the way you switch
  You my babe, I got my eyes on you
  
  You got dimples in your jaw
  You got dimples in your jaw
  You got dimples in your jaw
  You got dimples in your jaw
  You my babe, I got my eyes on you
  
  Well I see you every day
  Well I see you every day
  If you need to look
  Well I see you every day
  Well I see you every day
  You my babe, I got my eyes on you
  
  
     I stopped at a roadhouse in Texas,
  A little place called Hamburger Dan's
  I heard that old jukebox a-playing,
  A song 'bout a truck driving man
  
  Pour me another cup of coffee,
  For it is the best in the land
  I'll put a nickel in the jukebox,
  And play The Truck Driving Man
  
  The waitress then brought me some coffee
  I thanked her and called her back again
  I said, "That ol' song sure does fit me
  'Cause I am a truck driving man
  
  I stepped back on board my old semi
  And then like a flash I was gone
  I got them ol' truck wheel a-rollin
  I'm on my way to San Antone