Текст песни machine gun fellatio - Sick With The Taste (Of Truckers Come)
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Now he`s sick with the taste of... The sound of airbrakes sends a shiver down my spineThose gilded ladies on the mudflap slideI`m workin` bug-eyed on the late shiftDoin` a long haul sucking truckie`s dickNow he`s sick with the taste of truckers comeSick with the taste of truckers comeSick with the taste of, sick with the taste ofSick with the taste of truckers comeOh, whoa, whoaOh, whoa, whoaOh, whoa, whoaOh, whoa, whoaHere comes the aeroplane I open wideThrough a hole in the cubicle I watch it slideIs this my place? Is this my lot?To be chafe lipped in a truck-stop?Now he`s sick with the taste of truckers comeSick with the taste of truckers comeSick with the taste of, sick with the taste ofSick with the taste of truckers comeOh, whoa, whoaOh, whoa, whoaThey love the highway, no love at homeIn a centred element of the economic flowBut then I serve, embracing my lotChafe lipped in this truckstopNow he`s sick with the taste Now he`s sick with the taste Now he`s sick with the taste Sick with the taste of truckers come