Taillights Lyrics

He's well known in a small town where he's from

But then again everybody knows everyone

These spread lies moving fast people changing a bit

And then oh well everyone has a different one

But baby all those stories that you hear about me are true

I had past I ain't proud of but it's not how I move

They'll try to get you and make you believe like a fool

You see them taillights fly more than 180 on highway

This F 450 gon burn to the ground

I see them stage lights blinding me

I wonder what they want from me

Just wanna get back to the place I call home

None of the bars never close

We don't need nothing more

But a Bible pair of chaps and button down

You make me crazy how I love it

Buck fifty on a Bovet

You gotta show off for the man that you want

I know

She's well know in a city far away from here

She doesn't want the attention she gets

She has a voice an angel doesn't like when people hear it

I bet she don't even know that she's good

A little shy little dry little bit of em both

But fire lights inside of her when she sees

She see them taillights fly more than 180 on highway

This F 450 gon burn to the ground

She see them stage lights blinding me

And wonders what they want from me

Just wants to get back to the place we call home

None of the bars never close

We don't need nothing more

But a Bible pair of chaps and button down

She make me crazy how i love it

Buck fifty on a Bovet

You gotta show off for the man that you want

I know

So pack your bags baby

There's something more waiting

I wanna show you my hometown

A couple bottles with me

Some beers a wine a whiskey

I know there's gon be some wild nights

So pack your bags baby

There's something more waiting

I wanna show you my hometown

A couple bottles with me

Some beers a wine a whiskey

I know there's gon be some wild nights

We make them taillights fly more than 180 on highway

This F 450 gon burn to the ground

She see them stage lights blinding me

And wonders what they want from me

Just wants to get back to the place we call home

None of the bars never close

We don't need nothing more

But a Bible pair of chaps and button down

She make me crazy how I love it

Buck fifty on a Bovet

You gotta show off for the man that you want

I know