Ain't Giving Up My Truck

I ain't giving up my truck
I ain't giving up my truck
I ain't giving up my truck
I ain't giving up my truck

I gave up drinking, well at least while I'm driving
Every man needs a bad bitch beside him
A butterscotch babe tan shotgun rider
She taking off the top more than just a beer bottle
I can give up cigars, I can give up cars
I can give up drugs that take me way out to Mars
Well even if I'm down on my luck
I ain't giving up my truck

I can give up whiskey and women
If I give you some money it's for spending
If I get down to my last buck
I ain't giving up my truck
I ain't giving up my truck
I ain't giving up my truck
I ain't giving up my truck
I ain't giving up my truck

I threw the turbo chip in the F-250
When I'm working wood, well they all call me Ken Griffey
I bought the TNT TRX down Biloxi Mississippi
I mix the cream soda with the creekwater Whiskey
The Tangerine Tacoma when I'm down in Arizona
I can't fit in a loaner aquaberry my aroma
Down mess what's in my cup
And I ain't giving up my truck
(That'd be fucked up!)

I can give up whiskey and women
If I give you some money it's for spending
If I get down to my last buck
I ain't giving up my truck
I ain't giving up my truck
I ain't giving up my truck
I ain't giving up my truck
I ain't giving up my truck