Reckless Tammy Lyrics - The Ron Titter Band

I don't mind the smack 

Of her catty-minded prose 

But the way she's drivin' 

Girl, that's got to go 

She's rollin' through the stop signs 

Like she think she's something big 

You'll think you've seen the Holy Ghost of Earnhardt in a wig 

She's a Reckless Tammy 

Poured into her jeans 

Fondling her Cricket 

In a beat-up SUV 

Whoa, Tammy 

Jellies to the floor 

Watch her topping 105 

On Highway 104 

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I must admit she's fetching 

When she smokes those cigarettes 

Holding forth with raspy wit 

Just like Suzanne Pleshette 

But speak not of her mama 

Or her third ex-hubby Trey 

Lest you reveal the drama fuel'd by pills and Chardonnay 

She's a Reckless Tammy 

Kickin' up some dust 

Rhinestones on her visors 

While her chassis start to rust 

Whoa, Tammy 

Speeding through the lights 

Don't give her the finger 

Unless you want a fight 

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I don't mind the stench 

Of her iridescent yack 

But the way she's drivin' 

Girl, please dial it back 

Let's make the world a safer place 

For ev'ry Jilted Jane 

Don't have to end your bender, but you'd better pick a lane 

She's a Reckless Tammy 

Fighting middle age 

Sings along with Seger 

But she'll never turn the page 

Whoa, Tammy 

A bottle on the floor 

Crashed into the bushes 

Beside Highway 104