| I pulled up in that two tone single cab me and Dad fixed
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| 4×4 with a 4-inch lift
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| Just high enough that I had to help her in
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| Maybe it was that cracked windshield but I couldn’t see
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| Where that goin' nowhere ride would lead
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| I sure didn’t think it would end with a kiss
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| 'Til it did
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| Could’ve been the right song came on the radio
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| The first time she got to drive off road
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| And got her holdin' on to me that night
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| It could’ve been the Glasspack twin-stacked tailpipes
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| Still don’t know why she fell for my sun beach bench seat
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| Four-wheel-drive don’t lie pick-up lines
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| I don’t remember those words I said comin' out smooth
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| But I must’ve been makin' all the right moves right up to my favorite part
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| Where she said put it in park
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| Could’ve been the right song came on the radio
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| The first time she got to drive off road
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| And got her holdin' on to me that night
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| It could’ve been the Glasspack twin-stacked tailpipes
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| Still don’t know why she fell for my sun beach bench seat
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| Four-wheel-drive don’t lie pick-up lines
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| Yeah, well that full moon is sneakin' through the back glass
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| We set the night on fire with a half tank of gas
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| Could’ve been the right song came on the radio
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| The first time she got to drive off road
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| And got her holdin' on to me that night
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| It could’ve been the Glasspack twin-stacked tailpipes
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| Still don’t know why she fell for my sun-bleached bench seat
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| Four-wheel-drive don’t lie pick-up lines
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| Hey!
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| Yeah my pick-up lines
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| She fell for my sun-bleached bench seat
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| Four-wheel-drive don’t lie pick-up lines
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| Oh yeah |