Road Trip

Another day, another time punch I need a break from all of this When the best part of the day is my lunch You know I'm tired of this shit So bring on the open road Time for a breather Tell the eighteen-wheelers to make some noise I got some chips, my Big Gulp and some candy Turn up Dierks Bentley Drive til empty You and me babe, how does that sound? Little vacay away, outta town Just you and me babe, windows down We can head any way, outward bound I know you feel it too So let's dip I'm ready for a road trip Just kick your feet up on the dashboard We got a while til we stop Gonna press the pedal through the floorboard And pray we never see a cop Bring on the open road And Cracker Barrel Drink an extra Red Bull for the boys Don't have a worry or a destination Just a country station My kinda situation You and me babe, how does that sound? Little vacay away, outta town Just you and me babe, windows down We can head any way, outward bound I know you feel it too So let's dip I'm ready for a road trip Oklahoma, Kansas, Texas, Arkansas Count the license plates until we see 'em all California, maybe even Mexico Let's just see how far these four wheels can go You and me babe, how does that sound? Little vacay away, outta town Just you and me babe, windows down We can head any way, outward bound I know you feel it too Yeah come on, come on, you do So let's dip I'm ready for a road trip