Well she's chugging down the track
chug-a-luggin down the track
chuggin out of San Antone

Run, Willy run!
catch it by the rung,
Ride her anywhere she goes.

Ah Willy stole a hen
right out from the preachers pen
gonna eat like Kings of old Siam

Man take it right by there
Sing it in the air
boil it in an old paint can

Well, Well
She's a big boned gal
Hey Hey!
Thunder, fire, and rain
twice to Hell and back again
Hoboerotica, she turns me on

Oh Ridin Hard
holdin down a reefer car
drinking diesel from a
hot steel breeze
take a long slow pull
feel it burning in your skull
sweet stink of riding free

Well, well!
She's a big boned gal
Hey, Hey!
Riding laser beams
passing towns and galaxies
Hoboerotica, she turns me on

Well it's tramp tramp tramp!
Dumpster diving, crackin stamps
ain't it just the good life?
good enough
Well we're ramblin all the time
but it don't make no nevermind
Hoboerotica

Well, Well!
she's a big boned gal
Hey Hey!
Jack rolling jump that kid!
Split his belly with a soup can lid!
Hoboerotica, she turns me on.




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