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 I bet you're sick of them pick up lines, the same thing every friday night 
You're so hot girl, you're looking so fine, like you don't already know 
They say they'll treat you right, show you the city lights 
Get you sipping on something you don't even like 
I guess they don't know, they're on the wrong road 
I know what you wanna hear. 
Truck tires on a two lane rolling 
River rushing and a warm breeze blowing in 
Hair all around to the sound 
Of the radio singing in the background 
Gravel grinding, while we're finding 
A little spot I can make a fire in 
Top popping on an ice cold beer 
I know what you wanna hear 
Ain't that music to your ears? 
Tell me, have I got you figured out? 
Baby, ain't that what you're all about? 
Do I make you wanna leave this crowd and head on out of here 
Cause I can tell by that little shine smile 
What I'm talking bout's a little more of your style 
It'll only take a couple of miles to the. 
Truck tires on a two lane rolling 
River rushing and a warm breeze blowing in 
Hair all around to the sound 
Of the radio singing in the background 
Gravel grinding, while we're finding 
A little spot I can make a fire in 
Top popping on an ice cold beer 
I know what you wanna hear 
Ain't that music to your ears? 
They say they'll treat you right, show you the city lights 
Get you sipping on something you don't even like, girl 
They don't know, but I know, I know you like. 
Truck tires on a two lane rolling 
River rushing and a warm breeze blowing in 
Hair all around to the sound 
Of the radio singing in the background 
Gravel grinding, while we're finding 
A little spot I can make a fire in 
Top popping on an ice cold beer 
I know what you wanna hear 
I know what you wanna hear, girl 
Oh yeah, ain't that music to your ears? 
            
 
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