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LYRICS below:
Baby this town built you and me
We wrote our names in the wet concrete
We get caught up in the same routines
Need an escape from reality
There's a getaway car in the driveway, parked
Let's hit the road and let the engine spark

We'll be singing out loud to the Rolling Stones
Making up the lines that we don't know
I'll ride shotgun, baby take the lead
So hold my hand and let the Goodyears roll
In the green light of the stereo
Pretending it's a Mustang, you can be my Steve McQueen
So go on and take the keys, hey hey
And see where the road leads, hey hey

County lines in your rearview fade
Changin' lanes, new memories made
Pedal down and the tank is full
Getting high on life and low on troubles
Bringing us down

We'll be singing out loud to the Rolling Stones
Making up the lines that we don't know
I'll ride shotgun, baby take the lead
So hold my hand and let the Goodyears roll
In the green light of the stereo
Pretending it's a Mustang, you can be my Steve McQueen
So go on and take the keys, hey hey
And see where the road leads

Top down when the sun comes up, yeah
Free falling back in love
Over and over again

We'll be singing out loud to the Rolling Stones
Making up the lines that we don't know

We'll be singing out loud to the Rolling Stones
Making up the lines that we don't know
I'll ride shotgun, baby take the lead
So hold my hand and let the Goodyears roll
In the green light of the stereo
Pretending it's a Mustang, you can be my Steve McQueen
So go on and take the keys
And see where the road leads

Come on, come on, take the keys
Come on, come on, baby
Come on, come on, take the keys
Come on, come on, baby

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