BONNIE:
I don't know, Joe. I think you just might take me to Lincoln
JOE YOU BIT OFF A BIT MORE THAN YOU CAN CHEW
WHEN YOU SAT DOWN NEXT TO ME
AND I'M HIGHLY MOTIVATED
TO BE DAMN GOOD COMAPNY
WELL, YOU SAY THAT YOU WON'T BUDGE
THOUGH I PROD YA AND POKE AND NUDGE
SO I'LL PICK UP YOUR RECEIVER
AND SQUAK
TRUCKER JOE:
Please don't touch
BONNIE:
BREAK YOUR [???] ONE-NINE
HONEY WHAT IS ON YOUR MIND?
IF YOU'RE THINKIN' WHAT I'M THINKIN'
WE COULD BOTH HAVE A GOOD TIME
WHEN YOU'RE RIDIN' WITH BONNIE
IT'S GONNA BE MY WAY OR BUST!
THE PLACE I'M TRYNA' GET TO
ISN'T TOO FAR OVER
IF YOU CAN GET ME THERE
I COULD SCOOT A LITTLE CLOSER
I'M BEARING DOWN HARD 'CAUSE
IT'S GONNA BE MY OR BUST!
(Bonnie sniffs Trucker Joe)
SAY, WHAT'S THAT FRAGRANCE?
TRUCKER JOE:
IT'S JUST FRUT MUSK
BONNIE:
WELL, IT SMELLS REAL NICE!
(whispers)
My way or bust
Just far as Lincoln?
TRUCKER JOE (whispers):
No
BONNIE:
Think, Bonnie, think! What would Julia Roberts do? Oh! Boobies!
JOE, YOU MUST HAVE THE HEATER ON
'CAUSE I'M GETTIN' PRETTY HOT
MAYBE I SHOULD LOSE A LAYER
'CAUSE I TEND TO SWEAT A LOT
HEY, IF EVER I'M IN NEED
I JUST SHOW A LITTLE 'CLEAVE
GOT A COUPLE SECRET WEAPONS
IN MY BRA
BREAK YOUR [???] THIRTY-THREE
WHAT'CH'YOU YOU THINK ABOUT THESE
HOTTER THAN A BAKED POTATO
FROM APPLEBEEEEEEEEE'S
AND I'M STRUTTIN' WHAT I GOT
'CAUSE IT'S GONNA BE
MY WAY OR BUST
AIN'T NO DETOUR FROM THE SPELL WE'RE UNDER
IT TAKES SOME PASSION [???]
LIKE A ROLLIN' THUNDER
TRUCKER JOE:
Looks like a storm
BONNIE:
Joe, that metaphor is making me hot! Phew!
GOT ME FOGGIN' UP YOUR WINDOWS
WITH MY WOMANLY LUST
YOU COULD CUT IT WITH A KNIFE!
MY WAY OR BUST
What do you say, Joe? I'll give you a kiss if you take me to Lincoln!
(Bonnie leans in with her lips puckered. Trucker Joe puts his hand up.)
TRUCKER JOE:
I NOTICE YOU AIN'T NOTICED
THAT I WEAR A WEDDING BAND
'CAUSE I GET ALL THE LOVE I NEED
JUST FROM BEIN' A FAMILY MAN
OH I, HOW COULD I FACE LUCILLE
FOR A LITTLE SAD RELIEF
OR EVEN MAKE LOVE TO MY WIFE
THAT WAY
I DON'T KNOW WHERE THIS IS GOIN'
BUT IT'S ALL GONE FAR ENOUGH
I THINK IT'S TIME YOU SAT BACK IN YOUR CHAIR
I'M THINKIN' HERE'S WHERE YOU GET OFF
Hey, don't touch that radio!
BONNIE:
(Starts sobbing)
TRUCKER JOE:
Oh, oh no, what you doin' Bonnie? Now stop that, now, now
BONNIE:
(Keeps sobbing)
BREAK YOUR [???] SEVENTEEN
I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU MEAN
JUST A WOMAN IN TROUBLE
DON'T YOU BE OBSCEEEEEEEENE
AND I DON'T WANT [???]
'CAUSE IT'S GONNA BE
MY WAY OR BUST
PLEASE JOE!!!!!
DEEP DOWN IN EVERY MAN
THERE'S A LITTLE SUPER HERO
SWORN TO PROTECT
HIS FRAGILE EGOOOO
AND THEY'D SAY STRANDIN' A DAMSEL
WOULD BE UNJUST!
HEY I'M A WOMAN IN NEED
IF YOU'RE MAN ENOUGH
AND I'M CALLIN' YOUR BLUFF!
'CAUSE IT'S GONNA BE
MY WAY OR BUST
TRUCKER JOE:
That's it, I'm lettin' you off at this exit
BONNIE (grabbing the wheel):
Come on, we're not in Lincoln!
TRUCKER JOE:
Let go of the wheel!
(CRASH!)
BONNIE:
Oh, cluck