Letra de Kentucky Fried Blues

I got no time to eat I got no time to sleep I got a truck full of stuff Should've been there last week I've been livin' in truck stops My body feels used Got the hamburger that's right, yeah The Kentucky fried blues Flyin' high in my cab Got my foot on the gas Got to get there tonight Showin' nothin' but a pass Tired of livin' in truck stops, have mercy My body feels used Got the hamburger, that's right, yeah Kentucky fried blues Even in the fast lane Seems to slow down my brain Got one hell of a deadline Riggers do not complain Tired of livin' in truck stops Lord my body feels used Got the hamburger that's right yeah, yeah, yeah Kentucky fried blues