Run Over By A Truck

I used to sing songs at the break of the day 
Zippity-doo-dah Zippity-ay 
Workin’ myself into a frenzy 
But I don’t do that no more no way 
I used like to learn how to speak in Chinese 
“O-Kudasai” means “Baby, would ya please” 
Conjugating verbs with the greatest of ease 
But I fell down hard on my bended knees 

I feel like I’ve been run over by a truck 
I don’t care much about anything 
I’m happy to sing 
I’m lackin’ the passion to do anything 
I feel like I’ve been run over by a truck 
I don’t care much about anything 
So give me a ring 
And tell me to wake up and do anything 

I used to play B-ball down at the park 
Runnin’ up the sideline until it got dark 
Outside step-over with my right foot 
Push off with the outside of my left foot 
I used to chat up the girls out in the club 
Lookin’ for one of ‘em to give me some love 
The show wasn’t over till the dough-boy come 
Old, young, fat, dumb, I loved everyone 

Grandma never was a pushover 
Ain’t nobody try to step to her 
She could teach a common hustler to dance in France 
Till her plane came a-crashin’ down 
On the way to see the Cleveland Brown 
She was scramblin’ on fourth down 
How I wish that I had been around