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Kid Rock & The Twisted Brown Trucker Band - 'Live' Trucker - Motherf**ker Quite Like Me
'Live' Trucker
01. Son of Detroit
02. Bawitdaba
03. Cowboy Intro
04. Cowboy
05. Devil Without a Cause
06. Somebody’s Gotta Feel This / Fist of Rage
07. Picture
08. American Bad Ass
09. Rock n’ Roll Pain Train
10. Early Mornin’ Stoned Pimp
11. Motherf**ker Quite Like Me
12. Cocky
13. Only God Knows Why
14. Outstanding
You never met a mother-mother quite like me
Ow

I've been on the cover of The Rolling Stones
I met the president when I was half st-
I've been so high, I've gotten confused
I've been beat down, broke and used

I drank with Hank, talked blues with Billy
Rocked with Run, sang with Shotgun Willy
From small time Philly, to big time Bobby
Three day ol' chilli to sake with wasabi

I'm (home)
You never met a motherfucker quite like me (no)
No not like me (no)
Skidi-di-da like me (no)
Baby, no like me
Kenny Olson

There's no more being poured drink specials at Winners
Or being ignored by the think straight sinners
Used to smoke thinners while my mom made dinner
I smoke bombs, and rock with Lynyrd Skynyrd
No begginers here, I'm a seasoned vet
Educated on jazz by my man Ahmed
Heard again, my friend, I've been the world and back
I'm a Michigan boy, can you feel that?

(I'm home)
You never met a motherfucker quite like me (no)
No, not like me (no)
Skidi-di-da like me (no)
Baby, no like me
Play it Jimmy

I never thought I'd go as far in life as this
Never made part, I could give two shi-
Never wanted to sell cars, my dad was a -
Never wanted a guitar until I heard a lick like this

If I leave here tomorrow, would you still remember me?
Imma speed traveling all night
There's many things that I must see
If I stay here with you, girl
Things just couldn't be the same
I'm as free as a bird now
And a bird you cannot change

So, from the depths of Dixie to my northern spot
You know I like to hear a little southern rock

The depths of Dixie to my northern spot
You know I like to hear a little southern rock

The depths of Dixie to my northern spot
You know I'm down to play a little southern rock

The depths of Dixie, the depths of Dixie, take me to Dixie aaaah

I've been through town with the top lid back
Black cap, fine blonde, cold Coors on my lap
I'll adapt to any and all situations
That's why they call me the pimp of the nation
Hey, you best believe
I live in the woods, not your world of green

Might a little -, might a little, yeah
I'm so proud to be livin' in the USA

You never met a motherfucker quite like me (no)
No, not like me (no)
Skidi-di-da like me (no)
Baby, no like me