Black pontiac with a pocket of cash Foot on the gas ready and throwing up a little of dust like a pick up truck does in the mud but ain’t nobody slowing’ us down right now
She said I need a little something with some get up and go And nobody knows how to get me going quite like you do when you do the things you do Wanna give this sleepy podunk town something to talk about
So We were taillights fading from some blue lights chasing Cut a path through the corn on County Road 44, Tore up a fence, jumped in a ditch, felt so good We didn’t want it to end so we went
Looking for a dive just to kill some time Let the heat cool off we could do us some dancin’ Did’t take long, just a couple of songs You know it’s last call when the law comes walkin’ in
So we were taillights fading from some blue lights chasing Cut a path through the corn off County Road 44, Tore up a fence, jumped in a ditch, felt so good We didn’t want it to end so we went
Rocking to the radio, fogging up the windows Headlights off In a spot nobody else knows
We were taillights fading from some blue lights chasing Cut a path through the corn on County Road 44, Tore up a fence, jumped in a ditch, felt so good We didn’t want it to end
Black pontiac with a pocket of cash Foot on the gas ready and throwing up a little of dust like a pick up truck does in the mud but ain’t nobody slowing’ us down right now