Tire trouble on the highway
Ten from town, or just about
Keep on huntin' that Jack, Son
Need it, cause our tire's blown out...

We're goin' to Jack, Son
Bad time, vacation bound
Yeah, we're gonna' Jack, Son
But, first it must be found

We'll need that bumper Jack, Son
We can't lift this car ourselves
I got the stand, right here in my hand
Where's the rest? we could use some elves

We need that Jack, Son?
Right here's the spare
Look down under that suitcase pack, Son
It must be there..

Cars keep whizzin' by, no pity
People just don't care no how
Kids and women gawkin', laughin'
Think I heard a dog, "Bow-wow"

Damn! where's that Jack, Son?
Check underneath a' that coat
Gotta' find that Jack, Son
Unhitch the pontoon boat...

Hopin' soon we spot the Jack, Son
And, I could sure go for a cold beer keg
With the sun shinin' down,
In our sweat we'll drown
Feel a stream runnin' down my legs..

We need a Jack, Son
Move that fryin' pan
If we can't find a Jack, Son
Let's try to find a fan

Oh yeah, real big trouble on the highway
Ten from town, or just about
Keep on huntin' the Jack, Son
Need it cause our tire's blown out.

Wait, there's no Jack, Son
And, that's a fact
Just got my mem'ry back, Son
It's in the Pontiac

Tire trouble on the highway
I just heard your mama shout
There's just one more do or die way
Get that air supply can out......

(Oh, Why me, Lord...why me?)