Blacklist Royals - Drive On
Get in the car and let's go
We're meeting some wild young girls we know
The four tops are playing and we got some weed
And there's a pretty little blonde barely past eighteen
With hips that are shaking right in time
And they're waiting one mile past the county line
We got one more mile. Drive On
So now we're burning through the country like a runaway train
Matt's popping pills and a gator's doing cocaine
Six pack of jax up on my dash
I can't see straight and i don't look back
Staring at the stars and drinking cherry wine
I said have a little love brother cut me a line
Better get ready
We better get ready to go