Nine Feet Over The Tarmac lyrics

Nine feet over the tarmac When i´m ridin´ along in my rig I´m feelin´ kinda easy Got no better kick I know every square inch Of the cab i call my home My rig, she´s mighty pretty Don´t need no shiny chrome If you take the key out, a truck won´t move That´s my little freedom, don´t need no proof Sometimes i get tired Of them coffeeshops and fast food Can be kinda depressin´ The dj digs „hey jude“ I know every square inch Of the cab i call my home My rig, she´s mighty pretty Don´t need no shiny chrome