Look at me, coyote,
Don't let a little road dust put you off.
You can't judge a book,
Well you know that stuff.
There's a tear in my upholstery
And a hole in my shoe,
But don't you just wish that you could
Make half of the speed I do,
Speed I do, speed I do, speed I do.
You can't catch me, coyote,
Though there may be blood on the tracks.
There may be some bridges burning
Behind our backs.
But I got my laundry on the backseat
And an itinerary too,
And don't you just wish that you could
Make half of the speed I do,
Speed I do, speed I do, speed I do,
Speed I do, speed I do, speed I do.
Now I'm a speck on your horizon,
Getting smaller fast.
An ambush wouldn't be surprising,
I hope it's better than your last.
Once again the roadrunner
Leaves the coyote in the dirt.
You've got another plan of action
But we all know it ain't never gonna work.
It must be hard having dog dreams
That never come true,
And don't you just wish that you could
Make half of the speed I do,
Speed I do, speed I do, speed I do,
Speed I do, speed I do, speed I do.