Lyrics:

Written by Tommy Shaw, Jack Blades, Ted Nugent

Lead vocals by Ted Nugent



Nice licks

I can feel this's gonna be a rhythm and blues song

Nice, real nice, tasty



Wait a minute



Well if you want it baby

Slide on up and take me home

And go ahead and drive me crazy

You can't leave well enough alone

Ow



'Cause I'm a piledriver

Piledrivin' man

I'm a piledriver

Piledrivin' man



So you say you love me

Well shake me up and cut me loose

Let's shake me down like you've got rabies

And slip your neck inside of my noose



I'm a piledriver

Piledrivin' man

I'm a piledriver

Piledrivin' man



Another nasty situation (c'mon baby)

I heard that story line before (oh, hey)

We're gonna rock this fuckin' nation (oh! ow! yeah!)



I was cruizin' backstage in Des Moines, Iowa

And a little girl comes up next to me and says

'Mr. Nugent do you think my skirt is short enough?'

I said, 'Baby, you want to be alive you've got to piledrive!'



Did anybody get the license plate number of that truck?

[background chatter]



Piledriver

Piledrivin' man

I'm a piledriver

Piledrivin' man



Yes I am

Piledriver

Piledrivin' man

Piledriver

Yes I am a

Piledrivin' man



Whoa nice



Oh rapture me, right now