(I need a cheeseburger to go)   I move from one place to the next   I hope they keep down the price of gas   I shoot fast while you’re talking dollars   see how I will run the table   I won’t see my dollar go where they rig it   high numbers low numbers 8 ball break   the last cent is coming out of his head   to be honest or a son like his own   and all this changed we’re sure of the rides   the old country’s in the back of his mind   I hope his home is somewhere you go to sleep   high numbers low numbers 8 ball break   no classes in the u s of a   improve yourself the choice is yours   work at your job you can make it pay   make friends quick buy them beer   you never know when you’re gonna lose them   high numbers low numbers 8 ball break   I’m at the wheel of the company truck   on the road and all alone   sometimes I think money is my only goal   it makes me sad   work on up another four miles   coffee fries and a cheeseburger