Texty

That old sun is sinking down soon
I called you up I was thinking about you
And how you said you wanted to run away
Yeah
Hell honey well I do too
We’ll wave goodbye to that one redlight
You be Bonnie I’ll be Cylde
And as the radio sings we were born to run
I’ll count it down at the county line like 3 2 1
 
Blast off tires smoking on the asphalt
Hurry up and get lost
Living for the minute living for the mile
I’ll see the world just to see you smile
Burning up that open road
One hand in mine and one out the window
What you say we go chase that old sun in 3 2 1
 
Meet me down on rock bluff road
Girl your mama ain’t gotta know
Stop sign ain’t got one chance
Rear view mirror won’t get a glance
Yeah
Come on baby don’t it sound like fun
Me and you out on the run
You’re the one that I’m counting on like 3 2 1
 
Blast off tires smoking on the asphalt
Hurry up and get lost
Living for the minute living for the mile
Your hair blowing around driving me wild
Burning up that open road
One hand in mine and one out the window
What you say we go chase that old sun
In 3 2 1
Yeah
 
Don’t you know your second to none?
Especially when I got you riding shotgun
 
Blast off tires smoking on the asphalt
Hurry up and get lost living for the minute living for the mile
I'll see the world just to see you smile
Burning up this open road
One hand in mine and one out the window
What you say we go chase that old sun in 3 2 1
3 2 1
That old sun is sinking down soon
I called you up I was thinking about you
Written by: Clifford Dorsey
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