Driving the Dynamite Truck

You're purring in my arms
Your little heart's going pitter-pat
Let's go out
I've got money
It's all the same
It always seems the same

It’s the longest day of the year
And you dribble into my lap
And it’s still reflected on the source of my good luck
I’m seething in the feeling that I’m driving the dynamite truck

You’re still purring
You sit wherever you wanted to sit
Let’s go outside
See the south, south sky

You're falling out of the sky during airplane season
And it’s still reflected on the source of my good luck
I'm seething in the feeling that I'm driving the dynamite truck
I’m seething in the feeling that I’m driving the dynamite truck

You're purring in my arms
Your little heart's going pitter-pat
Let's go out
I've got money
It's all the same
It always seems the same

It's the longest day of the year
And you dribble into my lap
And it’s still reflected on the source of my good luck
I'm seething in the feeling that I'm driving the dynamite truck
I’m seething in the feeling that I’m driving the dynamite truck
I’m seething in the feeling that I’m driving the dynamite truck