Married To My Hack

At five in the morning she would fix my lunch put it in a paper sack
Where I'm headed I'd always appreciate it but I'd rather stay married to my hack
I move like the breeze and the birds and the bees and I'm never been known to look back
I got 15 women and all of 'em swimming but I'd rather stay married to my hack
I move 15 miles every minute I'm all smiles I'd shoot by my sister's shack
She's got some friend who waves at men and a fine little hand but I'd rather stay married to my hack
I got 12 wheel drive and an oversized hive and air cooled brakes in the back
Candy McGraff is always good for a laugh but I'd rather stay married to my hack
I got a peddle to hit and an engine that won't quit
a carborator that don't crack
Maureen and Milly, they a little silly but there's nothing that they do lack
I got loose eye'd ladies who've never seen a man just waiting around out back
Just give me a bottle and some wine to throttle because I'd rather stay married to my hack



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Writer(s): Elvis Costello, Bob Dylan
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