Those Feat'll Steer Ya Wrong Sometimes - Little Feat

I was staring at myself in the mirrored sunglasses

Set on six foot five of Texas Ranger

He hollered turn down your radio son

I stuttered officer wha-what have I done?

You were doing better than a hundred and one

Why ya driving like the devil’s on your tail?

I started pleading my case and getting no sympathy

I said I’m in the Feat… I’m travelin' from town to town

Don’t you know my face

I’m on the radio most all the time

And I didn’t realize I had the hammer down

So please don’t haul me off to jail

When the Feats are on the box the speed just slips my mind

I start to sing along, tap my toe, slap the dash in time

The ranger laughed and said as he looked me in the eye

Son those Feat’ll steer ya wrong sometimes

I was on my way to Puerto Rico on a 24 city run

They promised me the world that’s what I got

'Cause Texas is a world all of its own

It takes a lifetime to drive from Eastland to Van Horn

He said didn’t you hear my siren whine

I been chasing you since the Jim Hogg County line

I was thinking real hard about tenderin' my notice

But the bills came in and piled up to my chin

Paul called and said we’re on our way to Rhome

This tour’s gonna save your happy home

Now we’re going to

London, Liverpool, Italy, Paris, Egypt, Dublin, Frisco, Waco

Athens, Gouldbusk, Troy, and Miami, Moody, Beaumont, Edinburgh, Lubbock

Pecos, Deadwood, Fife, del Rio

Houston, Austin, all around Dallas

Texas is a world all of its own

'N if you let me off this time

From now on I’ll keep in mind

That those Feat’ll steer you wrong sometimes

When the Feats are on the box the speed just slips my mind

I start to sing along, tap my toe, slap the dash in time

But the ranger said to me as he handed me the fine

Son those Feat done steered ya wrong this time

Those Feat’ll steer ya wrong sometimes