TAIL-GATIN' TOAD-c 1989, Ross Schneider
(Female Voc-Tricia Slafta)
Chorus A: SAME TO YOU FELLA, WOULD-BE KING OF THE ROAD! WITH YOUR NOSE UP MY TAILPIPE, YOU'RE A TAIL-GATIN' TOAD!
AIN'T NO UMBRELLA GONNA SAVE YOUR STUPID HEAD, WHEN I GOT TA HIT MY BREAK FOR SOME CRITTER UP AHEAD.
Verse 1: NOW OUT HERE ON THE HIGHWAY IT'S AS SCARY AS A SWAMP! BUT IT AIN'T BECAUSE OF SPEEDIN'-- IT'S YOU MY 'GATER FRIEND! BEFORE YOUR BREED TOOK OVER, WE HAD FRIENDLY TWO-CAR WRECKS, BUT NOW YOU ADD YOUR SCALY NECKS AND THIS JUNK IS GOT TO END!
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Verse 2: NOW I KNOW TIME IS PRECIOUS AND I'M HURRYIN' TOO. BUT IT WON'T DO YOU NO GOOD TO BE SNAPPIN' AT MY REAR. I USUALLY PULL OVER WHEN I FIND AN EMPTY SPACE, BUT IF I SEE YOUR UGLY FACE WHEN I'M LOOK' IN MY MIRR'R...
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Verse 3: NOW I AIN'T PERFECT EITHER--WAND'RIN' EYE, WOND'RIN' MIND--AND I GOT A HEAVY FOOT WHEN I GET INTO THE DRIVE. BUT BUDDY NEX' TO YOU I AIN'T NO DANGER ON THE ROAD, 'CAUSE YOU'RE A TAIL-GATIN' TOAD--YOU'RE THE BIGGEST THREAT ALIVE!
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Verse 4: NOW WHILE I'M ON THE SUBJECT, IF THE LAW'S LIS'NIN' IN--WELL I KNOW YOU'RE AWFUL TOUGH WITH THOSE D.W.I'S! BUT BEFORE THE GREAT COLLISION, PUT SOME 'GATERS IN YOUR POKEY JUST FOR ME MISTER SMOKEY, AND FOR YOU IF YOU'RE WISE!
Chorus B: HERE HE COME FELLAS! WOULD-BE KING OF THE ROAD! WITH HIS NOSE UP MY TAIL-PIPE, HE'S A TAIL-GATIN' TOAD! AIN'T NO UMBRELLA GONNA SAVE HIS STUPID HEAD, WHEN I GOT TA HIT MY BRAKE FOR SOME CRITTER UP AHEAD...