That Old Truck
Everyday, wasted away
Working down at the bookstore
But the summer sun kept pulling me
Out the door
And the love I had, came and passed
8 months was enough
And even though I loved her
All I wanted to do was...
Take That Old Truck
To the coast of California
All the good times waiting for us
Just living for the weekend
Sweet sweet living
Oh That Old Truck
The lonely side of Riverside
Kept telling me I should go
Then you showed up with a bag full of stuff
Ready to hit the road
Pack the bed with sleeping bags
And two surf boards on top
Seeing how we did it last year
We stopped for some alcohol
And took That Old Truck
To the coast of California
Only good times waiting for us
Just living for the weekend
Sweet sweet living
Oh That Old Truck
And why did it take so long
To finally get away from it all
God I missed that feeling of getting away
Now everytime I'm lost
Stuck in the melodrama of it all
I close my eyes and think of all the times...
We took That Old Truck
To the coast of California
Only good times waiting for us
Just living for the weekend
Sweet sweet living
Out on main Street
The three of us going crazy
The midnight sky and some cold drinks
We forgot about time
We forgot about
Tiiiiimmeeeee
Working down at the bookstore
But the summer sun kept pulling me
Out the door
And the love I had, came and passed
8 months was enough
And even though I loved her
All I wanted to do was...
Take That Old Truck
To the coast of California
All the good times waiting for us
Just living for the weekend
Sweet sweet living
Oh That Old Truck
The lonely side of Riverside
Kept telling me I should go
Then you showed up with a bag full of stuff
Ready to hit the road
Pack the bed with sleeping bags
And two surf boards on top
Seeing how we did it last year
We stopped for some alcohol
And took That Old Truck
To the coast of California
Only good times waiting for us
Just living for the weekend
Sweet sweet living
Oh That Old Truck
And why did it take so long
To finally get away from it all
God I missed that feeling of getting away
Now everytime I'm lost
Stuck in the melodrama of it all
I close my eyes and think of all the times...
We took That Old Truck
To the coast of California
Only good times waiting for us
Just living for the weekend
Sweet sweet living
Out on main Street
The three of us going crazy
The midnight sky and some cold drinks
We forgot about time
We forgot about
Tiiiiimmeeeee
Credits
Writer(s): Miles Van Blarcom
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