Duke: (Spoken) Yeehaw, Stark, Florida, here I come!
(Sung) Watch out, I'm on fire. I love the smell of gasoline and the sound of screechin' tires. I'm on a trail, this hunter's got the scent and he will not fail to bag the prize, I see through every disguise. Pippi, girl, I'm packin' quite a surprise.
Enough of talkin' tough. Nobody walks out on me without things gettin' rough. Now who's to blame? Life ain't no game when you're datin' the hoochie coochie dame. That little she belongs to me, I'm stakin' claim on some fine booty. But women walkin' out on me well that's a nasty habit, they're bound to get in trouble like this little bunny rabbit!
It's just a little roadkill, happens when you stand still, bottom of my boot heel, really ain't no big deal, don't mean no ill will. But if you get in my way, watch out! You're just road kill.
Now so long (so long), Jackson, Miss. (Jackson Miss.). Stop in Texarkana for a brew and a piss. Gas it up (oh, gas it up), grab a 12-pack of coolers to fill my coffee cup. Rice and beans (smellin' me), in New Orleans (stinky jeans), then once again I'm on the scene. Rode another hundred miles, huff another pen. See that critter with the jitters, it's time to kill again.
It's just a little roadkill, splat against my windshield, chicken fried or spit grill, gives the girls a big thrill, just like Jack and Jill a-tumblin' down that hill. Watch out! You're just road kill.
Popped a puss in Pensacola, flipped the bird in Baton Rouge, in Sarasota stopped in for some porno and a spooge, Tallahassee lookin' for some good clean fun, got that deer in the headlights, Bambi's done (Bambi's done...Bambi's done...repeated)
Spoken:
Duke: How much is the tow?
Mechanic: Uhh, you got somethin' on your bumper...
Duke: Oh, that.....it's.....
Just a little road kill, happens when you stand still, bottom of my boot heel, really ain't no big deal, splat against my windshield, chicken fried or spit grill, gives the girls a big thrill, better take your pain pill. Cuz if you get in my way, don't you get in my way, cuz if you get in my way, watch out! You're just road kill.
Girls: SPLAT!
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