Martin Mull — The Fruit Song lyrics

Lyrics

Well I ain’t your average trucker, they go their way, I go my way
I’m the kind of guy that picks up any fruit out on the highway
I see an apple in a tree, or little berries growing free
And I say 'yessirree, there’s a perfect snack for me.'
Just chew 'em up, get in the cab, take off and toot (Toot! Toot!)
One eye out for highway danger, the other out for fruit.
Now other truckers stop at diners, wolfin' down their pork and beans,
But not me, I stop at roadside stands and score some tangerines
I eat every kind of fruit, except the prune
'cause it’s a heavy load I’m carryin', and I won’t be stopping soon.
Just chew 'em up, get in the cab, take off and toot (Toot! Toot!)
One eye out for highway danger, the other out for fruit.
I got one hand on the throttle, and the other my banana,
And I’m peeling down the highway, I’m headin' home to see my Anna
She’s the apple of my eye and I know she’s waitin' there
With her lips like little cherries, she’s a peach (and what a pear!)
What if my cab is full of garbage, and there’s fruit stains on my shirt,
Sure beats the pants off taking those little white pills to stay alert,
And if you drink and drive you lose, so I’ll stick with figs and cherries
Hard drivin' boys 'n' booze ain’t near as good as boysenberries
Just chew 'em up, get in the cab, take off and toot (Toot! Toot!)
One eye out for highway danger, the other out for fruit.