Transfusion
Composer(s): Justin Drake
First release: Nervous Norvus - 1956



Toolin' down the highway doin' seventy-nine
I'm a twin-pipe poppa and I'm feelin' fine
Hey man, dig that! Was that a red stop sign?

Transfusion, transfusion
I'm just a solid mess of contusions
Never, never, never gonna speed again
Slip the blood to me, Bud

I jump in my rod about a quarter-to-nine
I gotta make a date with that chick of mine
I cross the centre-line, man you gotta make time

Transfusion, transfusion
Oh man I got the cotton-pickin' convolutions
I'm never, never, never gonna speed again
Shoot the juice to me, Bruce

My foot's on the throttle and it's made of lead
But I'm a fast-ridin' daddy with a real cool head
I'm a-gonna pass a truck on the hill ahead

Transfusion, transfusion
My red corpsuckles are in mass confusion
Never, never, never gonna speed again
Pour the crimson in me, Jimson

I took a little drink and I'm a-feeling right
I can fly right over everything, everything in sight
There's a slow-pokin' cat, I'm gonna pass him on the right

Transfusion, transfusion
I'm a real gone paleface and that's no illusion
I'm a-never, never, never gonna speed again
Pass the claret to me, Barrett

A-rollin' down the mountain on a rainy day
Oh when you see me comin' better start to pray
I'm a-cuttin' up the road and I'm the boss all the way

Transfusion, transfusion
Oh Doc, pardon me for this crazy intrusion
I'm never, never, never gonna speed again
Pump the fluid in me, Louis

I'm burnin' up the freeway a-early this morn'
And I'm passin' everyone, oh nothin' but corn
Man out of my way, I don't drive on my horn

Transfusion, transfusion
Oh Nurse, I'm gonna make a new resolution
I'm never, never, never gonna speed again
Put a gallon in me, Alan

Oh barnyard drivers are found in two classes
Blind crowding hogs and speeding jackasses
So remember to slow down today

Hey Daddy-o, make that type O
Huh... Attaboy