I just imagined a trucker at the end of a long haul coming up behind the tourist with the 'noddy dog' in the back of his car on a back road. The rest wrote itself.
Lyrics
MOVE ON OVER
VERSE 1
I'm saddle sore and weary from sitting on top of this thing
And the rhythm of them big wheels is getting into my brain
Now you might think it's fine just easy riding your way along
But for me this is no vacation, I just gotta keep travelling on
CHORUS
Move on over, I'm coming through
I've done 5000 miles I've still got some to do
So come on buddy, be a good friend of mine
And move on over
Stop riding that little white line
VERSE 2
I've been riding this rig now for almost 14 days
And now I've just about gotten used to its mean old maverick ways
But I still don't know when this old rig is gonna buck
And you might end your vacation underneath a truck
REPEAT CHORUS
VERSE 3
And now my motor's making noises I don't like to hear
I've been following you for 10 miles now and I ain't been out of second gear
If you don't get to moving, put your foot down on the gas
I'm gonna walk along beside you haul you outta there and kick your ass
REPEAT CHORUS
