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1 for trouble, 8 for the road 7 to get ready when I'm lettin' off all my load Funk, Buddha Monk, in the trunk I got'cha, thumpin' so hard, up and down

Yeah! You take away my soul, disorganize control So now im askin you, just a petty psycho theif Your the merchant of disease,stab at my disappearing

You know I'm rollin', you know I'm coming through Hear me howlin', catchin' up on you Station to station, beating up the track Check on your time, 'cos

(Written by Susan Tedeschi) Locomotive rollin' by, Locomotive see you rollin' by Well your smoke is black, Blackest I've ever seen And when I breathe

I woke up with my nuts by my side So I brushed my tooth and I took them for a ride When I go driving it's the carpool lane all the way Because I am beside

I have no choice but to be confined stagnant Like a fish in a bowl It's more of a stuggle just to survive Life is too short just to sit around Don't

I can't see why you're so upset What you see in front of you You'd wish you could forget the scenery Isn't pretty to you so you change your ways To set

Me deje seducir por ti Te fuiste enamorando de mi Y el sol calentaba mas fuerte Tambien las olas de amor bailaban de amor Dejando en la arena tus ansias

Locomotive won't stop Locomotive ain't never gonna quit Locomotive made of iron and steel Locomotive I am you From the East Bay garage to the radio dial