Lyric Pure Denizen of the Citizens Band

I want to ask you fellows
Why do you shut me out?
When I ve driven every place that they call land
I talk plain talk
I ve seen the moon sitting on the road
And I don t eat no Chateaubriand

And I drive my car
Under same stars
Where the miles are
Come back I demand
Dear gentlemen
Please let me in
I don t know how I can
Make you understand
I m a pure denizen of the citizens band [4x] Hey friend you know what I d do
If I was making the bucks
I d move into a place
Where all they had was trucks
Cause there s one thing I can t stand
There s one thing that I cannot stand
One thing I cannot stand
Can t stand
Cannot stand
Can t stand