[Verse] She prowls the truck stops, all dressed in black, Liz the Lot Lizard, always got your back. With her painted on smile, and chicken lips, She makes her rounds, with a swing in her hips. [Verse 2] Neon signs buzzin' in the midnight glow, Truckers’ hearts breakin' wherever she goes. She’s got a story that no one hears, Livin' rough on whiskey and tears. [Chorus] Oh, Liz, can't you see, You’re more than just a memory. Got those chicken lips that kiss away the pain, Livin' your life, in the fast lane. [Verse 3] Each new dawn, behind diesel fumes, Liz the Lot Lizard, sings her lonely tunes. Tar and gravel under worn-out shoes, Lost in the shuffle, got nothin' to lose. [Verse 4] Dreams of escape in her rearview mirror, But all she finds is the pain growing nearer. Old truckers nod, they’ve seen it all before, Liz with her chicken lips who they all adore. [Chorus] Oh, Liz, can't you see, You’re more than just a memory. Got those chicken lips that kiss away the pain, Livin' your life, in the fast lane.
