Lyrics
My birthday at three years old
Tearing paper off the box
I couldn't wait to get that thing
On the kitchen countertop
Engine revving inside my head
Just a hug in every turn
Man I swear my wheels had
Some rubber to burn
My first love was a highway running up to nothing
Good timing machine, yeah
My first taste of falling fast, wasting gas
Was everything to me, yeah
The first time I found my heart was in the seat
Of a little red racecar
I took the curve off Bailey Road
The day I turned sixteen
Went straight to her the second my old man tossed me the keys
We chased the sun until the stars were the only thing to see
What I was doing to her, and what she was doing to me
My first love was a highway running up to nothing
Good timing machine, yeah
My first taste of falling fast, wasting gas
Was everything to me, yeah
The first time I found my heart was in the seat
Of a little red racecar
There's a two-lane road to a two-horse town
Leads up to a two-story drive-around
One boy, one girl, one car, one kiss
Going sideways in the cut that we hit
Still to this day I can smell the tread
And see a boy turn man in candy apple red
My first love was a highway running up to nothing
Good timing machine, yeah
My first taste of falling fast, wasting gas
Was everything to me, yeah
The first time I found my heart was in the seat
The first time I found my heart was in the seat
Of a little red racecar
That little red racecar