Lyrics

Hop in my Ford and come along with me
Ooo darling bring along some old Jim Beam
We?ll be jumpin? in the back seat
Lovin so blind you can?t see

We?re gonna cross the country ridin along with the tracks
The moons up front the western wind cutting our backs
I?m gonna love you baby, you won?t see out the back


Chorus:
I like to see myself as driver riding down the road
I like to see myself as a lover always read to go

If you think we?re playing game, baby, you better play hard
Roll up your sleeves, you got yourself a job
You might win the first round but I do believe you?ll break your own heart

Chorus