| I need a new truck
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| There ain’t nothing wrong with mine
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| It’s got 40 something thousand miles
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| And the engine runs just fine
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| No it ain’t tore up
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| Ain’t got a scratch, ain’t got a dent
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| The radio the works, it don’t show dirt
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| Worth every dime I spent
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| I was gonna drive it
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| Till the wheels fell off
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| Yeah that was before she slammed the door
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| Said it’s over then got lost
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| I need one she ain’t climbed up in
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| That ain’t played her favorite songs
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| Need some glass that we ain’t fogged up
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| That her bare feet ain’t been on
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| I need a hood that we ain’t laid on kissing till that sun came up
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| That’s all that’s wrong with this one, if you’re looking you’re in luck
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| I need a new truck
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| Yeah, I need it right now
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| Not tomorrow not next week
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| Can’t take another red light
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| With her memory over in that seat
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| If I find one more
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| Hair tie that slipped off her wrist
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| One more Chapstick, one more picture
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| I might push it off a bridge
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| I need one she ain’t climbed up in
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| That ain’t played her favorite songs
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| Need some glass that we ain’t fogged up
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| That her bare feet ain’t been on
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| I need a hood that we ain’t laid on kissing till that sun came up
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| That’s all that’s wrong with this one, if you’re looking you’re in luck
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| I need a new truck
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| Nah, I didn’t wreck it
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| But it might as well be
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| Sitting on blocks in some old shop
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| The way that girl wrecked me
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| I need one she ain’t climbed up in
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| That ain’t played her favorite songs
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| Need some glass that we ain’t fogged up
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| That her bare feet ain’t been on
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| I need a hood that we ain’t laid on kissing till that sun came up
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| That’s all that’s wrong with this one, if you’re looking you’re in luck
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| I need a new truck
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| Yeah, I need a new truck
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| Yeah, I need a new truck |