8-Track

Well, food's on the table and the coffee's getting cold
And I haven't eaten since I don't know when
My 8-track's pumpin' out a country song
And I'm tearing down the highway again

There's a little hideaway where my baby waits for me
In a little cozy booth by the door
I looked all around, but my baby had gone
She just couldn't wait anymore

My 8-track's pumpin' out a country song
About a girl that's done me wrong, yeah
My 8-track's playing all your favorite songs
So come on, honey, sing along

It's a Tennessee tradition to lose your inhibition
So check your attitude at the door
And hear this little tune that I wrote this afternoon
And I won't bother you anymore

My 8-track's pumpin' out a country song
About a girl that's done me wrong
My 8-track's playing all your favorite songs
So come on, honey, sing along

My 8-track's pumpin' out a country song
About a girl that's done me wrong
My 8-track's playing all your favorite songs
So come on, honey, sing along

8-track
My 8-track player of love
My 8-track player of love

One more time