I live for fast women, fast food, and fast trucks
Tonight I'm intending to try out my luck
Like a wiley ol' dingo, I'm out on the prowl
They call me Ol' Dingo, it's my night to howl
The ol' Mack is standing in the depot tonight
Her motor is cooling, and the time is just right
For her restless old driver to get on the booze
And to raise merry hell––hey, there's nothin' to lose
The load has been heavy, the road has been long
Ol' Mack has been singing her travelin' song
My ears are still ringing to the ol' diesel tune
Hey, Ol' Dingo is itchin', yes Ol' Dingo's itchin'
To howl at the moon
And there's dust on her tires, there's dust in my throat
And here in my hand are some pretty big notes
And there's a cute little barmaid, a blonde with nice legs
There's rum in the bottle, and there's beer in the kegs
Oh, I live for fast women, fast food, and fast trucks
And tonight I'm intending to spend all my luck
Like a wiley ol' dingo, I'm out on the prowl
They call me Ol' Dingo, it's my night to howl
The load has been heavy, the road has been long
Ol' Mack has been singing her travelin' song
My ears are still ringing to the ol' diesel tune
Hey, Ol' Dingo is itchin', yes Ol' Dingo's itchin'
To howl at the moon
The bottle is empty, my note's in the till
Ol' Dingo is feeling decidedly ill
The barmaid's gone home to her husband and kids
And Ol' Romeo Dingo's been put on the skids
Yeah, I live for fast women, fast food, and fast trucks
Tonight I've just managed to spend all my luck
Now wiley Ol' Dingo slinks back to his lair
To sleep 'neath the trailer with no one to care
Hey, the load has been heavy, the road has been long
Ol' Mack has been singing her travelin' song
But my ears are still ringing the ol' diesel tune
Hey, Ol' Dingo is itchin', yes Ol' Dingo's itchin'
To howl at the moon
Yes, Ol' Dingo's itchin', Ol' Dingo's itchin'
To howl at the moon1