I got paid and I was on the road in a heartbeat Momma said momma said you got a one-track mind But you ain't gonna get it all the time she wasn't lyin' I went from San Berdoo to Kalamazoo just to get away from you I searched far and wide hopin' I was wrong But maybe all the good women are gone My last dime got used up on gasoline know what I mean what I mean Atlanta G. A. By the end of the day No other way that's what I say And everything I had to say Would push me back so far away Now I can't stay Blacktop I can't stop For no one it's no fun no fun With a one track mind if you don't get lucky sometimes But still I'm trying