Sixteen years old, just got my first truck, sweating heavy, burning county roads hot.
Education took a back seat as her little cut offs were sitting in my front seat.
Running on empty, working on no sleep.
I ran with a crowd that trouble always found.
My last name, I just can't live it down.
It's painted all around this town.
The rubber still lays all the places I've been.
A wanna be outlaw that's always hell on wheels.
From F to E, we were burning up gasoline.
Cranking out ZZ Top, busting Johnson's mailbox, with girls loaded up in the back.
Front row seat to the stars, a tailgate kiss stole her heart, but I ain't slowing down for love, no.
Oh, I'm way too young to be anything but wild and free.
I ran with a crowd that trouble always found.
My last name, I just can't live it down.
It's painted all around this town.
The rubber still lays all the places I've been.
A wanna be outlaw that's always hell on wheels.
From F to E, we were burning up gasoline.
Tomorrow's not here today.
It's a couple hundred miles away, yeah.
I ran with a crowd that trouble always found.
My last name, I just can't live it down.
It's painted all around this town.
The rubber still lays all the places I've been.
A wanna be outlaw that's always hell on wheels.
From F to E, we were burning up gasoline.
Burning up gasoline