Something pretty simple 'bout an eighteen tennessee summer

Eighty four was the number that I wore

Under friday lights

How could I forget that night?

Yeah that girl was a homecoming honey

Kinda small-town pretty, made them dark days sunny

With her emerald eyes

I thought, lord, I had to make her mine.

Yeah, I was about to go and crash a party with the guys

And when she called me up and said, "can you pick me up tonight?"

I put that '04 f-one-five-oh right into overdrive

Like a bat outta hell with them jbls working overtime

Yeah, I'm high-beaming down a backroad, yeah

Tires screaming, now I'm getting close

Tryna do the limit, but my heart doing way more than sixty-five

On that "baby, I'm coming over" drive

On that "baby, I'm coming over" drive.

I pulled up where the party was, where the bacardi was

That was the start of us, I told you

Got your heels stuck in the mud, I had to carry ya

All the way to the truck on my shoulders

Yeah, we both smelled like bonfire smoke

Took my hand as she moved in close

She said, "I'll kiss your cheek, but I'll kiss your lips

If we can go somewhere alone".

I put that '04 f-one-five-oh right into overdrive

Like a bat outta hell with them jbls working overtime

Yeah, I'm high-beaming down a backroad, yeah...

Tires screaming, now I'm getting close

Tryna do the limit, but my heart doing way more than sixty-five

On that "friday night still ain't over" drive

On that "friday night still ain't over" drive.

Yeah, I was about to go and crash a party with the guys

And when she called me up and said, "can you pick me up tonight?"

I put that '04 f-one-five-oh right into overdrive

Like a bat outta hell with them jbls working overtime

Yeah, I'm high-beaming down a backroad, yeah...

Tires screaming, now I'm getting close

Tryna do the limit, but my heart doing way more than sixty-five

On that "baby, I'm coming over" drive

On that "baby, I'm coming over" drive.

I'm high-beaming down a backroad, yeah...

Tires screaming, now I'm getting close, yeah...