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Black pontiac with a pocket of cash
Foot on the gas
Ready and throwing up a little 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 doin 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'
Didn'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