Lyric Cumin Atcha Live/Truckin

Alright!
Hey, are we ready?

Well I m a mean machine, I m the kind you don t wanna meet
My middle name is trouble, I m a danger in the street
My motor s in overdrive, my pedal s to the floor
I never get enough, I m always comin back for more

Here I come, better step aside
I said here I come, oh yeah, well I m a-comin at you live
I m comin atcha live

The only one you want, I never give a warning twice
Well anything could happen like the rollin of the dice

Here we come, you better step aside
I said here we come, we re comin at you live

Comin at you live - we re comin atcha live
Comin at you live - comin atcha live
Comin at you live - you better step aside
Comin at you live - ow! ow!

(Solo)

Comin at you live - we re comin atcha live
Comin at you live - comin atcha live
Comin at you live - you better step aside
Comin at you live - comin atcha live
Comin at you live - comin atcha live
Comin at you live - comin atcha live
Comin at you live - step aside, step aside
Comin at you live - cos here we come

Truckin , I m a-goin home, whoa whoa, baby, back where I belong
Back home, sit down and patch my bones, and get back truckin on

What in the hell ever happened to sweet Jane?
She s lost her marbles, you know the chick ain t the same
Livin on reds, and vitamin C, and cocaine
All the friend can say is "ain t it a bitch"

Busted down on Bourbon Street, set up like a bowlin pin
Knocked down, sometimes I m wearin thin, they just won t let
you in

Sometimes the light s all shinin on me, other times I can
barely see
Lately it occurs to me, what a long strange trip is this -
that s right

Alright! You guys liked that one, right?
(Just like at home, that s pretty good...)

Hang on a second, I gotta tune up here, or tune down, actually
Alright! We re just f**kin round tonight, but we re gonna have
a good time
Ain t we, Philadelphia? Alright. Let s kick some ass!