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