Antique - Chevy Truck

I'd rather be cummin' than strokin'
(Your truck is fuckin' stock)
Your lifted wheels
All the bells and whistles
Carhartt, 6-inch heels
Mop you up like a Bissell
You swear up and down that you're the shit, you're
God's great miracle
Thinking of making you lose your mind's
Got me shooting like a missile
Oh, you look so good in that Chevy Truck
Lovin' the looks when u rev it up
And dammit you've hooked me like a drug
Oh, you look so good in that Chevy Truck
Lovin' the looks when u rev it up
Trying to run away, but I'm in the dust
Arms above your head
You're the king, like tarot
Don't you want the real thing instead?
of watching Montero (over and over and over)
Your chassis hot, and your paint beat red
Bet you run like an animal
Shut the gate to the bed
pray your hitch is compatible
Oh, you look so good in that Chevy Truck
Lovin' the looks when u rev it up
And dammit you've hooked me like a drug
Oh, you look so good in that Chevy Truck
Lovin' the looks when u rev it up
Trying to run away, but I'm in the dust
I'll pound you into the pavement princess
Chevy truck
Rev it up, rev it up, rev it up
Rev it up, rev it up
Rev it up, rev it up
Chevy truck
Rev it up, rev it up, rev it up
Rev it up, rev it up
Rev it up, good luck
(Chevy truck)
Oh
Lifted wheels
Lifted wheels
Lifted wheels
Lifted wheels
Oh, you look so good in that Chevy Truck
Lovin' the looks when u rev it up
And dammit you've hooked me like a drug
Oh, you look so good in that Chevy Truck
Lovin' the looks when u rev it up
Trying to run away, but I'm in the dust

Written by:
Anthony Eckert

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