Wastin' Gas
DALLAS SMITH · Lifted 2014 · Track 01 of 11
She's lookin friday night ready Tearin' up interstate twenty Got the tank topped off Dust flyin' like confetti In the rearview Got a clear view Of these getaway tracks You got the seat kicked back Radio bumpin' that glass You lookin' at me Lookin' at you Surfin' that hand With the power lines Yeah in no time We're nowhere fast
We're just wastin' gas, woah Blurring them dotted lines Killing all kinds of time Baby, like we ain't coming back, woah Steal a kiss, maybe two Pull it off for a few Gonna hang as long as I can You know I don't give it a damn If we're just wastin' gas
Every once in a while It'll backfire like a gun I see that needle creeping down Like a setting sun Making every little memory one of a kind You and I riding high all night
We're just wastin' gas, woah Blurring them dotted lines Killing all kinds of time Baby, like we ain't coming back, woah Steal a kiss, maybe two Pull it off for a few Gonna hang as long as I can You know I don't give it a damn If we're just wastin' gas
We're just wastin' gas, woah Blurring them dotted lines Killing all kinds of time Baby, like we ain't coming back, woah Steal a kiss, maybe two Pull it off for a few Gonna hang as long as I can You know I don't give it a damn If we're just wastin' gas