Lyrics Driving the Dynamite Truck - Seam

Driving the Dynamite Truck

You’re purring in my arms
Your little heart’s going pitter-pat
Let’s go out
I’ve got money
It’s all the same
It always seems the same
You’re falling out of the sky during airplane season
And instead of reflecting on the source of my good luck
I’m sinking in the feeling that I’m driving the dynamite truck
It’s the longest day of the year
And you trickle
Into my lap
And instead of reflecting on the source of my good luck
I’m sinking in the feeling that I’m driving the dynamite truck