Tow Mater (The One You Want to Call)

Trouble, if you get in trouble,
Shoot! it don't matter, if it's big or small!
Flat tires, grease fire,
No gas, broke glass,
Tow Mater, the one you want to call.

When you roam,
Far away from home,
And somewhere, your head begins to crack.
Oh, no, you're not alone.
Pick up the telephone.
Mater is the truck to tow you back.

Mr. Stop, or anything at all,
Say your tailpipe blowing black or blue.
Maybe you ran into a wall,
Or spun out in a quall.
Mater's got the hook to pull you through.

Trouble, if you get in trouble,
It don't matter, if it's big or small.
Flat tires, grease fire,
No gas, broke glass,
Tow Mater, the one you need to call!

I'll be down there. Call me anytime. On your mark... Get set... TOW!