Some people drive me nuts
Out on the interstate
They got their Tonka trucks
They got their Texas plates
They're gonna cut you off
They're gonna slam the brakes
They're gonna choke a c-c-car off
When they accelerate
Some people got just what it takes
Some people got a whip
They think it's all the rage
But I'm just tryin' to get
Myself from place to place
Some people need to speed
I'm gonna let 'em pass
I'm goin' sixty-three
I think that's plenty fast
But not for some people
Some people gotta hate
Some people can't be nice
They gotta ventilate
They gotta tell me twice
Just how I've gotta change
Just how I've got it wrong
I think it's kinda strange
Just tryin' to save my soul
Some people
Some people need the cash
They need the sweet dinero
They got a big old stash
They ain't gotta none to share, though
Some people need some more
They can't be satisfied
So busy tryin' to score
They can't enjoy the ride
Some people
Some people can't be moved
They're stony monoliths
Can't get into the groove
won't get within the mix
Some folks flat-out refuse
or we can't touch the spirit
I'm shakin' in my shoes
Why can't some people hear it?
Some people got a badge
They get to use a gun
They'll shoot you in the back
Say you should not have run
I thihk it's cruel to say
It's too good just to say
Some folks are just okay
Some folks are justified
Some people