制作
出演艺人
Dallas Smith
表演者
作曲和作词
Adam Craig
词曲作者
Matt Dragstrem
词曲作者
Jon Nite
词曲作者
制作和工程
Joey Moi
制作人
歌词
She's looking Friday night ready
Tearing up in interstate twenty
Got the tank topped off
Dust flying like confetti in the rear view
Got a clear view of these getaway tracks
You've got the seat kicked back
Radio bumping that classic
You looking at me, looking at you
Surfing that hand with the power lines
Yeah in no time we're nowhere fast
We're just wasting gas, oh blurring them dotted lines
Killing all kinds of time, baby, like we ain't coming back, oh
Steal a kiss, maybe two, pull it off for a few
Gonna hang as long as I can, you know I don't give a damn
If we're just wasting gas
Every once in a while it'll backfire like a gun
I see that needle creeping down like a setting sun
You're making every little memory one of a kind
You and I riding high all night
We're just wasting gas, oh blurring them dotted lines
Killing all kinds of time, baby, like we ain't coming back, oh
Steal a kiss, maybe two, pull it off for a few
Gonna hang as long as I can, you know I don't give a damn
If we're just wasting gas
Oh-oh
(Oh)
Oh-oh
We're just wasting gas, oh blurring them dotted lines
Killing all kinds of time, baby, like we ain't coming back oh
Steal a kiss, maybe two, pull it off for a few
Gonna hang as long as I can, you know I don't give a damn
If we're just wasting gas
Here we are
We've been wasting gas
Wasting gas
Written by: Adam Craig, Jon Nite, Matt Dragstrem
