Truckway to Heaven

Jenny was a truck driver
The queen of the M1
She'd ride her rig all through the day
At night she'd have her fun
She drove a massive Scammell
A huge 250 ton
With mighty throbbing pistons
Which made her fanny run
Jenny was a truck driver
The queen of the M2
She'd ride her rig all through the day
At night she'd have a screw
She'd pick up young hitch-hikers
When they stuck out a thumb
Then fuck them in a motel bed
And cum and cum and cum
Jenny was a truck driver
The queen of the M3
She'd ride her rig all through the day
At night she'd jamboree
For breakfast she'd suck rock-hard cock
Then suck some more for tea
She'd ride her truck and ride her luck
And ride young men with whom she'd fuck
Jenny was a truck driver
The queen of the M4
Men would call her sex on wheels
Women called her whore
Sometimes she'd shag inside her truck
The cab would fill with steam
The worn-out red upholstery
Smeared with sexual cream
Jenny was a truck driver
The queen of the M5
Very much a fuck machine
And very much alive
Until one chilly winter's night
Alone on the M6
The Scammell struck a patch of ice
To put Jenny in a fix
She careered off the carriage way
Her rig a mangled wreck
Poor Jenny would not fuck again
For she had broke her neck
Now Jenny's in a transport caff
Inside the gates of heaven
And her cunt's been used so many times
It's nick-named the M7