Highway 65

Pullin’ on a highway
Sleepin’ in we slept sideways
Jumpin’ in we goin’ my way
Yeah
She don’t wanna go my way
Yeah
Belt buckle holdin’ my waist
Yeah
Ripped jeans I got a wild taste
Yeah
Take me out to the raceway
Yeah
And tell my baby I’m okay
Cus
You’ve got to wait
On a highway 65 again
I stay up late
So I can get some fresh air again
You’ve got to wait
On a highway 65 again
On a, on a, on a, on a
On a highway 65 again
Cus
I’ll make you mine
I could be the type
Someway sometime
I’m wide awake inside
San fran, anywhere you wanna go
Great falls, baby lets take it slow
I’ll drive, any distance you want
If you, let me play the music I want
Cus I’m pullin up, on a highway 65
Cus I’m pullin up, on a highway 65
You said you’re over it
I stay up way too late on my own
Well, I’m over it too
I’m over it
Well, I’m over it too
Cus I’m driving down highways
Just to find you again
Cus
You’ve got to wait
You said you’re over it
I stay up late
So I can get some fresh air
I’m over it too
I’m over it too
I’m over it
I’m over it too
Well I’m over it too
Well I’m over it too
What up Montana!
On a highway 65 again
I stay up way too late on my own
On a highway 65 again
65 again