[Intro] | | | | | | | | | | [Verse 1] Some days I think this old machine is out to get me. Somedays she does what I tell her. It’s like dancing with a widow-maker forty hours a week. I’m talking about a big old D-10 caterpillar. [Chorus] I don’t know why? I like to drive’m like I do. It ain’t nothing but a hundred seventy-five thousand pounds of steel. Could be the money babe could be the power. Could be I love the way it feels. Could be I love the way it feels. [Verse 2] But you know she’s mighty unforgiving and you gotta pay attention. Cause the D-10 could be the death of you. But I get her all fired up and I can feel it in my soul. And it’s hard to tell: Just who’s driving who? [Verse 3] I can move Alaska all the way to Beirut. I could bulldoze a beeline from here to Peru. I could push the Rocky Mountains into the sea. You know Heavy metal don’t mean rock and roll to me. [Break] | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | (sax) [Verse 4] I’m like a modern day mule skinner driving ten thousand mules. So I say a little prayer every day. Lord just let me get her turned around. Without falling off this mountain. You know the boss man don’t like us treating his D-10 that way. [Chorus] I don’t know why? I like to drive’m like I do. It ain’t nothing but a hundred seventy-five thousand pounds of steel. Could be the money babe could be the power. Could be I love the way it feels. Could be I love the way it feels. Outro Could be I love the way it feels. Could be I love the way it feels.