Lyrics Damn Yankees

Damn Yankees

Piledriver

Nice licks

I can feel this's gonna be a rhythm and blues song

Nice, real nice, tasty

Wait a minute

Well if you want it baby

Slide on up and take me home

And go ahead and drive me crazy

You can't leave well enough alone

Ow

'Cause I'm a piledriver

Piledrivin' man

I'm a piledriver

Piledrivin' man

So you say you love me

Well shake me up and cut me loose

Let's shake me down like you've got rabies

And slip your neck inside of my noose

I'm a piledriver

Piledrivin' man

I'm a piledriver

Piledrivin' man

Another nasty situation (c'mon baby)

I heard that story line before (oh, hey)

We're gonna rock this fuckin' nation (oh! ow! yeah!)

I was cruizin' backstage in Des Moines, Iowa

And a little girl comes up next to me and says

"Mr. Nugent do you think my skirt is short enough?"

I said, "Baby, you want to be alive you've got to piledrive!"

Did anybody get the license plate number of that truck?

[background chatter]

Piledriver

Piledrivin' man

I'm a piledriver

Piledrivin' man

Yes I am

Piledriver

Piledrivin' man

Piledriver

Yes I am a

Piledrivin' man

Whoa nice

Oh rapture me, right now