Now I'm a speck on your horizon getting smaller fast

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Coyote

Look at me coyote, don't let a little road dust put you off.
You can't judge a book, well, you know that stuff.
There's a tear in my upholstery and a hole in my shoe,
but don't you just wish that you could make half of the speed I do.
Speed I do, speed I do, speed I do.

You can't catch me coyote though there may be blood on the tracks.
There may be some bridges burning behind our backs,
but I got my laundry on the backseat and an itinerary too.
And don't you just wish that you could make half of the speed I do.
Speed I do, speed I do, speed I do.
Speed I do, speed I do, speed I do.

Now I'm a speck on your horizon getting smaller fast.
An ambush wouldn't be surprising, I hope it's better than your last.

Once again the roadrunner leaves the coyote in the dirt.
You've got another plan of action,
but we all know it ain't never gonna work.
It must be hard having dog dreams that never come true.
And don't you just wish that you could make half of the speed I do.
Speed I do, speed I do, speed I do.
Speed I do, speed I do, speed I do.