Twenty-First Century Breakup Song Copyright Stephen Savitzky. CC by-nc-sa/4.0. My wife left me early Monday morning, Packed her bags and walked right out the door Sayin' "You don't treat me better Than that wreck you call a truck. I've had it and I won't take any more". Now I spent the evening drinking, feeling sorry for myself I guess that maybe what she said was true But just as I was thinking That things couldn't get much worse My pickup truck drove off and left me too Don't ever buy a self-driving truck If it decides to leave you You'll be clean out of luck But if you ever get one, be sure to treat it right, I wonder who'll be riding her tonight I went in to town next morning on my tractor The road was dusty and it took me half a day I went into the bar and asked if anyone had seen A truck without a driver pass that way. Don't ever buy a self-driving truck If it decides to leave you You'll be clean out of luck But if you ever get one, be sure to treat it right, I wonder who'll be riding her tonight Everybody laughed at me and and said "it serves you right" My pickup met my wife at her hotel; They both cleaned up real pretty And they took off headed west With a red dress and a brand new camper shell Don't ever buy a self-driving truck It might run off with your wife and then You'll be clean out of luck I've just myself to blame because I didn't treat them right, I wonder where they're gonna be tonight. Online: http://Steve.Savitzky.net/Songs/twenty-first-century-breakup/lyrics.txt Automatically generated with flktran from ../Lyrics/twenty-first-century-breakup.flk.