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Tim McGraw

7500 OBO

 

7500 OBO

(альбом: Here On Earth - 2020)


Got an '06 stick shift dark blue F-150 in good condition
Got a 119,000 miles, only 5 on the new transmission

It's got leather seats, a sun roof, it's sitting on
33s, it runs smooth, it'll get ya from
A to B, but not from me
'Cause every time I turn that key I see her

Shotgun riding down a two-lane road
Just driving around with no place to go
Us singing along to "Where The Green Grass Grows"
Hands out the window floating on the breeze
She's fixing her lips in the drop down mirror
That pretty little thing made it hard to steer
I'm never gonna get her outta there
There's too many memories
Now there's a "For Sale" sign in the window
Yeah 'cause if I'm gonna let her go, I gotta let it go
Yeah it's gotta go, so it's 7500 OBO

Back bumper's got a dent from her backing in to a mailbox first time she drove it
Couldn't even be mad with her looking like that, told her, 'hell you can hardly even notice

It's got nights with her I can't forget
Kissing on the tailgate of the truck bed
I wish I didn't have to get rid of it
But every time I turn that key I see her

Shotgun riding down a two-lane road
Just driving around with no place to go
Us singing along to "Where The Green Grass Grows"
Hands out the window floating on the breeze
She's fixing her lips in the drop down mirror
That pretty little thing made it hard to steer
I'm never gonna get her outta there
There's too many memories
Now there's a "For Sale" sign in the window
Yeah 'cause if I'm gonna let her go, I gotta let it go
Yeah it's gotta go, so it's 7500 OBO

It's got leather seats, a sun roof, it's sitting on
33s, it runs smooth, it'll get ya from
A to B, but not from me
'Cause every time I turn that key I see her

Shotgun riding down a two-lane road
Just driving around with no place to go
Us singing along to "Where The Green Grass Grows"
Hands out the window floating on the breeze
She's fixing her lips in the drop down mirror
That pretty little thing made it hard to steer
I'm never gonna get her outta there
There's too many memories
Now there's a "For Sale" sign in the window
Yeah 'cause if I'm gonna let her go, I gotta let it go
Yeah it's gotta go, so it's 7500 OBO
It's 7500 OBO
it's 7500 OBO

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