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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Ashtray dawn
Coffee gone cold
Dispatch rings
Same tired tone
“You’re my only one
In that whole damn zone”
You say it every day
Like it’s carved in stone
I’m hauling your favors
On four bald tires
Burning my hours
Feeding your fires
You call it short notice
I call it a curse
You call it business
I call it worse
[Chorus]
You’re lucky I’m even here
Dude
Lucky I still pick up
I could vanish down the next state line
Leave you talking to your luck
You’re lucky I’m even here
Dude
With all this power in my hands
I could turn this rig into a broomstick
Babe
And disappear right where I stand (oh yeah)
[Verse 2]
Dark red nails
On the steering wheel
Name-tag lie
On my chest of steel
You toss me the junk runs
Like scraps to a stray
Then ask why I’m bitter
At the end of the day
Got salt on my lips
From diner fries
Tar on my tongue
From your little white lies
You preach “team player”
But I see the game
You bless me with chaos
Then spell my name
[Chorus]
You’re lucky I’m even here
Dude
Lucky I don’t just laugh
Kill the engine on the ramp right now
Let you choke on your own math
You’re lucky I’m even here
Dude
Counting every unpaid mile
I could draw a circle in this dust tonight
And curse your number off my dial (hey)
[Bridge]
I got sage in the glovebox
Pentacle keychain swing
Black cat on my dashboard
Listening to that phone ring
Every “can you run it?”
Is another quiet hex
Keep tugging on my patience
See what happens next (shh)
[Chorus]
You’re lucky I’m even here
Dude
Lucky I still play nice
Every route you throw like broken bones
I could feed to the night’s black ice
You’re lucky I’m even here
Dude
And not a storm in your rearview glass
One word from me
This whole house falls
So watch how you move that mouth
Jackass
Details
GeneratedMar 11, 2026
Duration3:21
LanguageEnglish
Style
Smoky witchy trip-hop; sultry female vocals over dusty swung drums and subby bass, with tremolo electric piano, eerie reversed textures, and distant vocal chops. Verses stay low and conversational, choruses bloom with layered harmonies and saturated delays. Bridge strips to bass, snaps, and whispered doubles before the final hook hits with thicker drums and reverb-heavy ad-libs., trip hop
Credits
Prompt by
VelvetUntamed
VelvetUntamedModelAria v5
Prompt
female, mature sexy, witchy trip hop truck driver fed up with a boss that takes me for granted and gives me shit work, bad hours and expects me to run on short notice? you’re lucky I’m even here dude
