88 Mph

I met her at a truck stop
She was looking for a ride
I told her come on in baby so am I
It was love at first sight
I should've taken a second look
I should've learned to judge by the cover

When I look south I still think of her
Cause she gave me a little gift that I cant return

Five dollars or fifty miles
I can't remember which came first
But her skirt was flipped up over her head and I was about to burst
That mental image will never leave my mind
Just like the love she gave me and thousand others of my kind

When I look south
I still think of her
Cause she gave me a little gift that I cant return
I still think of her each and every day
I even make frequent stops at that flying j

When I look south
I still think of her
Cause she gave me a little gift that I cant return
I still think of her each and every day



Credits
Writer(s): Josh Zerangue
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