[VERSE]
D
Just a slow down small town
Bm G
Just a deep south home crowd
D
With nothing to do and nothing to lose
Bm G
The same old paper and same old news
D
We'd ride around 10:30 on a Friday
D Bm
We'd hurry to a parking lot
G
With all our friends
D
Turning up the heat when
Bm G
We finally made it to the weekend
[CHORUS]
D
We put the gas to the floor
A
Yeah, we hit it wide open
Bm G
Two-lane highway rolling
D A
With no one around, slowing us down
A Bm G
Radio loud, had the speakers all blowing
G
Dials wide open
D A
Feet on the dash with her hand out the window
Bm G
Smiling a look in her eye letting me know
D A
She didn't care where we were going
Bm G D Bm G
As long as we were going wide open
[VERSE]
D A
She was made for the fast lane
Bm G
She was more than just a pretty face
D A
First time lover, we spent that summer
Bm G
Doing nothing but getting away
[CHORUS]
D
We put the gas to the floor
A
Yeah, we hit it wide open
Bm G
Two-lane highway rolling
D A
With no one around, slowing us down
A Bm G
Radio loud, had the speakers all blowing
G
Dials wide open
D A
Feet on the dash with her hand out the window
Bm G
Smiling a look in her eye letting me know
D A
She didn't care where we were going
Bm G D Bm G
As long as we were going wide open
[CHORUS]
D
We put the gas to the floor
A
Yeah, we hit it wide open
Bm G
Two-lane highway rolling
D A
With no one around, slowing us down
A Bm G
Radio loud, had the speakers all blowing
G
Dials wide open
D A
Feet on the dash with her hand out the window
Bm G
Smiling a look in her eye letting me know
D A
She didn't care where we were going
Bm G D Bm G
As long as we were going wide open