Run It Down
Half moon, full bottle of Beam, 2500 burnin' gasoline
Petty on the dial singing something 'bout a dream
I been waiting all week to see you tonight
There's a good time just past the headlights
If you're ready to ride girl come with me
Run it down, Run it down
Lay some rubber on the way out of town
Ain't no stopping, we started the clock on the weekend
Run it down, Run it down
Take your work week cares and throw 'em out
We got a dirt road, a full tank on a Friday night
So let's run it down
You got me feeling 'bout a hundred and ten degrees
Girl we don't need this space between
So hit me with that kiss that always works
You slip your hand under my shirt and
Run it down, Run it down
Lay some rubber on the way out of town
Ain't no stopping, we started the clock on the weekend
Run it down, Run it down
Take your work week cares and throw 'em out
We got a dirt road, a full tank on a Friday night
So let's run it down
Let's run it down
I'm talkin' 'bout a backstreet, slow creek, long hot work week
Cold beer in front of me
Run it down, yeah
Run it down, Run it down
Lay some rubber on the way out of town
Ain't no stopping, we started the clock on the weekend
Run it down, Run it down
Take your work week cares and throw 'em out
We got a dirt road, a full tank on a Friday night
So let's run it down
So let's run it down
Petty on the dial singing something 'bout a dream
I been waiting all week to see you tonight
There's a good time just past the headlights
If you're ready to ride girl come with me
Run it down, Run it down
Lay some rubber on the way out of town
Ain't no stopping, we started the clock on the weekend
Run it down, Run it down
Take your work week cares and throw 'em out
We got a dirt road, a full tank on a Friday night
So let's run it down
You got me feeling 'bout a hundred and ten degrees
Girl we don't need this space between
So hit me with that kiss that always works
You slip your hand under my shirt and
Run it down, Run it down
Lay some rubber on the way out of town
Ain't no stopping, we started the clock on the weekend
Run it down, Run it down
Take your work week cares and throw 'em out
We got a dirt road, a full tank on a Friday night
So let's run it down
Let's run it down
I'm talkin' 'bout a backstreet, slow creek, long hot work week
Cold beer in front of me
Run it down, yeah
Run it down, Run it down
Lay some rubber on the way out of town
Ain't no stopping, we started the clock on the weekend
Run it down, Run it down
Take your work week cares and throw 'em out
We got a dirt road, a full tank on a Friday night
So let's run it down
So let's run it down
Credits
Writer(s): Brian Palay, Chad Albert Sellers
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