Those Feat'll Steer Ya Wrong Sometimes Lyrics

-- Bill Payne, Paul Barrere, Craig Fuller, Fred Tackett, Richie Hayward 

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