You make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise I got my windows down and the radio, get get your radio Down a back back road blowin’ stop signs through the middle Every little farm town with you In In this brand new Chevy with a lift kit It’d look a hell lot

There I was, now here I am I got off track, I made mistakes Back Back slid my way into that place where souls get get lost Lines get get crossed And the pain won't go away I hit my knees, now here I stand I came up out of the water Raise my hands up to the father

Thank God for hometowns Thank God for the county lines that welcome you back back in When you were dying to get get out Thank God for church pews And all the faces that won’t forget you You got somewhere to go and get get found And when you’re lost out in in this crazy

There I was, now here I am I got off track, I made mistakes Back Back slid my way into that place where souls get get lost Lines get get crossed And the pain won't go away I hit my knees, now here I stand I came up out of the water Raise my hands up to the father

When I get get my hands on you, We'll let tonight turn tomorrow back back into the night, I'm gonna do every little everything, anything girl that you want me to, when it's finally just you and me, I'm gonna make you go crazy baby, when I get get my hands on you,

There I was, now here I am I got off track, I made mistakes Back Back slid my way into that place where souls get get lost Lines get get crossed And the pain won't go away I hit my knees, now here I stand I came up out of the water Raise my hands up to the father

Yeah, last year was not practise year Let's get get more number 1's and more plaques this year I say a lotta blurry lines, let's talk facts this year I might even try goin' back to mass this year Yeah, told bro that I ain't jokin' this year Told wifey I

Panama, Panama Hot shoe, burnin' down the avenue Don't you know she's coming home with me? I'll get get her! Jump back, what's that sound Here she comes, full blast and top down Model citizen zero discipline You'l lose her in in the turn Ain't nothin' like it,

Can't get get you out of my head Out of, out of my head Out of my headphones It's like the record stopped spinning And you're gone again and I'm stuck here alone I turn it up, you turn me on It takes me back back It takes all night long

Goin' back home, get get my old gal soon I got a map to the highway, baby Movin' on down the line You a high-priced chick, and I got to let you go I love you, baby, you think I good price Yeah, baby, I got to let you go That's why I am goin' back home, get