Who is the girl wearing nothing but a smile and a towel,
In the picture on the billboard in the field near the big old highway? (Big old highway.)
Rolling down the highway in my Jimmy, hauling freight,
From Chicago to St. Louis, Lord, I see her every day. (See her every day.)
Double clutching weasel like me can hardly ever get,
A girl to look at him that a-way. (That a-way.)
Smiling like a girl wearing nothing but a smile and a towel,
In the picture on the billboard in the field near the big old highway. (Big old highway.)

Wow, what a girl wearing nothing but a smile and a towel,
In the picture on the billboard in the field near the big old highway. (Big old highway.)
I bet it wouldn't take her very long to be gone,
If someone would pull a dirty trick and took her towel away. (Took her towel away.
I'd slowly get her down to 20,
That's how many wrecks I see there every day. (Every day.)
'Caused by the girl wearing nothing but a smile and a towel,
In the picture on the billboard in the field near the big old highway. (Big old highway.)

Instrumental break.

I love the girl wearing nothing but a smile and a towel,
In the picture on the billboard in the field near the big old highway. (Big old highway.)
Guess I'm getting bolder 'cause I'd rather kiss and hold her,
Than just keep a lookin' at her every day. (Every day.)
At 4:45, coffee-drinking, eating time,
Gettin' shivers while I wake up the artist that painted the display, (Painted the display.)
Of the girl wearing nothing but a smile and a towel,
In the picture on the billboard in the field near the big old highway. (Big old highway.)

Doggone, that girl wearing nothing but a smile and a towel,
In the picture on the billboard in the field near the big old highway. (Big old highway.)
Sleepy headed, said the girl wasn't real,
Better get the hell on my way. (My way.)
On Route 66 from the billboard to Chicago,
You'll find tiny pieces of my heart scattered every which way. (Every which way.)
Shattered by the girl wearing nothing but a smile and a towel,
In the picture on the billboard in the field near the big old highway. (Big old highway.)

Ah, honey, I don't know who painted you.
But he must have had a broken heart.
You break my heart every day.
You break every other trucker's heart,
That travels this lonely road.

To fade