Grinspoon - Truk

Do you need a truck like I need a fuck?
Bring in lots of love, serve it up above
I like buttered buns, she gives me not for wrong
Let's her fight the vick, you fucking point the pick

This universal area wants you
Tried hard, annoyed, I know you were
Your such a sinister being
Will you come round again?

Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

Rather point the pick, than go and hit the brake
Driver don't you know, she treats me everyday
Driver don't do that, because I'm to sad
Because I need a match, to kill an animal

Your disappointed and you weren't the best
Rodger a man alone with you now
Your such a sinister being
Will you come round again?

Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

All of the cunt's that run around in this
They do their dance until they're older
I'd need the money if I was a widow
Your a wanker
Your such a sinister being
Will you come round again
Your a sinister

Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

Written by:
PAT DAVERN, PHIL JAMIESON

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