BLACK ICE

On his rearview
On his rearview

I can't take the sound of a 7.3 spoiling up and speeding right past by me
I can't stand the sight of someone rolling coal 'cause that's what he'd do on my road
But when he'd drop me off there he'd go
It'd be for the last time
Little would I know

It's the Ford trucks and dually's and 7.3's or 6.7's baby
I can't take 'em, can't even date 'em, don't know why Detroit still makes 'em
Every girl's had her heart broke by a boy who wouldn't take the joke
Found On the Road Dead
At least that's what she said, ha
Don't worry 'bout me 'cause I'll get through
But girl just know, his heart's as cold as the Black Ice
On his rearview

Three trees wrapped right around his rearview hanging there like little statues
And I swear he's never even changed them out but Lord knows them things never lose their stout
Ooo but when he'd drop me off there he'd go
He'd leave me smelling like black ice, black smoke
And he'd hit them backroads

In his Ford truck, his dually, the 7.3 or 6.7 baby
I can't take 'em, can't even date 'em, don't know why Detroit still makes 'em
Every girl's had her heart broke by a boy who wouldn't take the joke
Found On the Road Dead
At least that's what she said, ha
Don't worry 'bout me 'cause I'll get through
But girl just know, his heart's as cold as the Black Ice
On his rearview

If he's got the cab lights (cab lights), smoke stack (smoke stack) light bar and headache rack
Rockin' halos and blowin' smoke wherever he goes
Unless he's ranchin' or building cow stanchions
Girl don't even take your chances

On them Ford trucks, or duallys or 7.3's or 6.7's baby
I can't take 'em can't even date 'em
Don't know why hell Detroit still makes 'em
Every girl's had her heart broke by a boy who wouldn't take the joke
Found On the Road Dead
At least that's what she said, ha
Don't worry 'bout me 'cause I'll get through
But girl just know, his heart's as cold as the Black Ice
On his rearview
On his rearview