This squeaky wheel doesn't want any grease

I'm just rolling along like I do

I can't help it if I turn people's heads

I'm not trying to

This squeaky wheel does not want any grease

How do you do?

Rolling out of town early one morning

I set out on to southbound 99

The highway patrol pulled up alongside and waved me over

I really didn't have the extra time

He said, “Son, don't you worry, you weren't breaking any laws

I was admiring your fine old Cadillac.”

I said, “Admire it if you must, if you can see it through my dust,”

And I slammed on the gas without looking back

This squeaky wheel doesn't want any grease

I'm just rolling along like I do

I can't help it if I turn people's heads

I'm not trying to

This squeaky wheel does not want any grease

How do you do?

Out on the road for months at a stretch

It gets to where I miss my baby so

I'd never do a thing she wouldn’t want me to do

And I feel terrible about leaving her alone

But this pretty little thing, well she's looking at my ring

And she walks up to me and she kind of moans

She says, “Boy, you sure look sad.”

I say, “I miss my baby bad

Would you kindly leave me alone?”

This squeaky wheel doesn't want any grease

I'm just rolling along like I do

I can't help it if I turn people's heads

I'm not trying to

This squeaky wheel does not want any grease

How do you do?

After all these years of stepping out on the stage

And singing all these songs that I wrote

I still get kind of nervous and there's a shaking in my hand

And a tell-tale vibrato in my throat

But there's a little cure that I use on every tour

And it fits right in the pocket of my coat

My doctor says to quit and I don't disagree with it

But I have learned not to fix what isn't broke

This squeaky wheel doesn't want any grease

I'm just rolling along like I do

I can't help it if I turn people's heads

I'm not trying to

This squeaky wheel does not want any grease

How do you do?