Drive on up , baby mamma won't you drive on up
To the soft boys tall
For rich or for poor
In your granddads pick up truck
Drive on up , honey baby through the timbers and the fog
Ill be sitting here in the sunlight on that same old hollow log
Well I made my money honey on the road
Id been down on the trail with a heavy load
You bounce all around like a bumble bee
So wont you come on up here and take a look and see
So drive on up , honey mamma wont you drive on up