Sometimes late at night when the full moon glows.
And the sleepy back roads on tabacco smoke.
On these yellow dotted lines
Through thin high beams
It takes me back in time when I turned 16
Two hands on the wheel one foot on the gas
A picture of us kissing sliden down in the dash
Couple rebel kids sippin on love in a gla**
Gettin tipsy off of lips but I'm worried that the buzz won't last
Them red lips with them shades on she's Hollywood stuck down home
Daisy Duke on my small town
In a old truck with her buzz on
She's dinomite on a Friday night
All dressed up for the good time
To the tall gra** on the river side
Where you ain't gonna see them city lights
It's that orange glow from then Cedar logs
Dense diesel smoke in a one lane
It's the hottest song on the radio that makes us feel some type of way
And I can't help but think that it won't last forever
Till the time fades my pain or the memories blow up my engine
Sometimes late at night when the full moon glows.
And the sleepy back roads on tabacco smoke.
On these yellow dotted lines
Through thin high beams
It takes me back in time when I turned 16
Two hands on the wheel one foot on the gas
A picture of us kissing sliden down in the dash
Couple rebel kids sippin on love in a gla**
Gettin tipsy off of lips but I'm worried that the buzz won't last
Let's get lost on them dirt road good songs on that radio
Parked behind them hay field stemmin up then windows
Yeah
Changing lanes, tangled up like sugar cane
Hoping we can live on this buzz and it won't go away
Yeah baby I'm holdin onto these memories
My high beams doin donuts down in the mudder beam
The southern breeze blowing and keep remindin me off
how it was way back when I could see it in my dream.
Sometimes late at night when the full moon glows.
And the sleepy back roads on tabacco smoke.
On these yellow dotted lines
Through thin high beams
It takes me back in time when I turned 16
Two hands on the wheel one foot on the gas
A picture of us kissing sliden down in the dash
Couple rebel kids sippin on love in a gla**
Gettin tipsy off of lips but I'm worried that the buzz won't last
Buzz won't last, the buzz won't last
Two rebel kids sippin on love in a gla**.