I want to ask you fellows
Why do you shut me out?
When I´ve driven every place that they call land

I talk plain talk
I´ve seen the moon sitting on the road
And I don´t eat no Chateaubriand

And I drive my car
Under same stars
Where the miles are
Come back I demand

Dear gentlemen
Please let me in
I don´t know how I can
Make you understand

I´m a pure denizen of the citizens band
Pure denizen of the citizens band
Pure denizen of the citizens band
Pure denizen of the citizens band

Hey friend you know what I´d do
If I was making the bucks
Well I´d move me to a place
Where all they had was trucks
´Cause there´s one thing that I can´t stand
There´s one thing that I can´t stand
There´s one thing that I can´t stand
There´s one thing that I cannot stand
Can´t stand
Cannot stand
Cannot stand