| I picked her up in this old truck
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| An '81 Dodge just a bucket of rust
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| Yeah she sure made it feel brand new
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| With cracks in the windows it was hard to drive
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| No radio on just a come here smile
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| Oh the things that I would do
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| Wish she would slide on over to me
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| Get a little closer and we could
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| Drive, get out of this town for a little while
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| Drive, wind blowing her hair that sexy smile
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| Drive, yeah just drive
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| Was only in town for a couple of days
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| I never thought I could be feeling this way
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| Ain’t a damn thing I could do
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| Yeah those tanned legs and her blue eyes
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| One hand on the wheel and one between her thighs
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| And she slides on over to me
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| She gets a little closer and she says
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| Drive, get out of this town for a little while
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| Drive, wind blowing her hair that sexy smile
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| Drive, yeah baby just drive
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| Drive, get out of this town for a little while
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| Drive, wind blowing her hair that sexy smile
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| Drive, yeah baby just drive
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| Even though you’re a million miles away
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| I still think about you every day
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| And I wish that I could
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| Drive, go back to that town for a little while
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| Drive, I’d do anything to see you smile
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| Drive
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| Drive, get out of this town for a little while
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| Drive, wind blowing her hair that sexy smile
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| Drive, yeah baby just drive
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| Drive, get out of this town for a little while
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| Drive, wind blowing her hair that sexy smile
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| Drive, yeah baby just drive
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| Yeah baby just drive
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| Just drive |