Lyrics:

James Taylor Well, I'm a steamroller, baby I'm bound to roll all over you Yes, I'm a steamroller now, baby I'm bound to roll all over you I'm gonna inject your soul with some sweet rock 'n roll And shoot you full of rhythm and blues Well, I'm a cement mixer A churning urn of burning funk Yes, I'm a cement mixer for you, baby A churning urn of burning funk Well, I'm a demolition derby (yeah) A hefty hunk of steaming junk Now, I'm a napalm bomb, baby Just guaranteed to blow your mind Yeah, I'm a napalm bomb for you, baby Oh, guaranteed, just guaranteed to blow your mind And if I can't have your love for my own (now) Sweet child, won't be nothing left behind It seems how lately, baby Got a bad case of steamroller blues