17 Hours Lyrics

Everyone wants to be the driver, shoot bang, feet on the pedal in the open road slang

Got my cap low, tunes on blast, but 17 hours got them quitting fast

Truck stop, coffee, nap in the cab, dreams of glory ain't all they had

17 hours, mouths burning hot, Walmart's looking mighty good on the spot

Can't handle this hot shot life 24-seven, phone buzzing like a bay, no rest in heaven

Dreadled down, living fast and loose, but they tap out, can't hold the juice

Ain't no glamour, no red carpet show, just a lonely road and cargo stow

Night to daylight, back to the dark, small town roads and worn out fun

Sunrise greeting, tired eyes peeping, chasing that arising long haul dream

Call their buff, won't last a week, seeking cooler pastures before they hit their peak

Can't handle this hot shot life 24-seven, phone buzzing like a bay, no rest in heaven

Dreadled down, living fast and loose, but they tap out, can't hold the juice

Can't handle this hot shot life 24-seven, phone buzzing like a bay, no rest in heaven

Dreadled down, living fast and loose, but they tap out, can't hold the juice

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