Lyrics
My buddies ask me to drive
I lie and tell 'em that it ain't runnin' right
So it sits right there
Gets me to work and back fine
Aw, but when it comes to a Saturday night
It ain't goin' nowhere
It ain't out of gas
It ain't in the shop
It ain't got a thing wrong with it
It's just what it ain't got
Those speakers ain't made a sound
Since she ain't cranked 'em up
Without her hair blowin' 'round
The windows stay rolled up
It's like I drove it off the showroom floor
Only trouble with this truck
Is she ain't in it no more
Naw, she ain't
Yeah, it's got four-wheel drive
But, nah, there ain't no hill that I need to climb
To look out at the stars
And on them old backroads
It's hard to handle with a shotgun ghost
Sayin', "Baby, let's park"
Can't ride around
Can't hold her hand
That Chevy ain't breakin' down
But I sure as hell am
Those speakers ain't made a sound
Since she ain't cranked 'em up
Without her hair blowin' 'round
The windows stay rolled up
It's like I drove it off the showroom floor
Only trouble with this truck
Is she ain't in it no more
Naw, she ain't
Can't look over, see her smile
Since she's been gone, bet it ain't been a hundred miles
Those speakers ain't made a sound
Since she ain't cranked 'em up
Without her hair blowin' 'round
The windows stay rolled up
It's like I drove it off the showroom floor
Only trouble with this truck
Is she ain't in it no more
Those speakers ain't made a sound
Since she ain't cranked 'em up
Without her hair blowin' 'round
The windows stay rolled up
It's like I drove it off the showroom floor
Only trouble with this truck
Is she ain't in it no more
Naw, she ain't