New truck, big lift
Old roads we’ve been
Tearing up since way back when
But these wheels are innocent
New hitch, new seats
No history
And you just can’t fake that
So, let’s change that
Girl, let’s go put some miles on it
Back of the Chevy with the engine running
Just you and me in a truck bed wide like a California King
We could break it in if you know what I mean
Put some miles on it
Back of the Chevy with the engine running
Just you and me in a truck bed wide like a California King
We could break it in if you know what I mean
Put some miles on it
We could break it in if you know what I mean
All night, no brakes
All tail, no gate
Ain’t gotta try too hard
My baby’s push to start
All torque, full speed
Off-road, on me
Zero to a hundred-fast
My foot ain’t touch the gas
I said, “Hey, baby, slow it down, let’s make it last”
You said, “Where’s the fun in that?”
Yeah, let’s go
Put some miles on it
Back of the Chevy with the engine running
Just you and me in a truck bed wide like a California King
We could break it in if you know what I mean
Put some miles on it
We could break it in if you know what I mean
Put some miles on it
We could break it in if you know what I mean
Mile after mile after mile after mile
Turn up the night like that radio dial
Shoulder to shoulder where nobody knows
Know where we’re going, we ain’t going home
We’re putting miles on it
Back of the Chevy with the engine running
Just you and me in a truck bed wide like a California King
We could break it in if you know what I mean
Put some miles on it
Back of the Chevy with the engine running
Just you and me in a truck bed wide like a California King
We could break it in if you know what I mean
Put some miles on it
We could break it in if you know what I mean
Put some miles on it
We could break it in if you know what I mean
Put some miles on it
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