20 in a Chevy

Twenty in a Chevy on a two lane

Yeah

World keeps turning

I keep burning through the night like cigarettes

Country station, blacktop ocean

I ain't shook that summer yet

I'm doing fine like I don't care

Then that song comes on out of nowhere

And I got right back there

Yeah, you're always gonna be

Twenty in a Chevy on a two lane

Hand out the window singing Night Train

July still tastes like your name

Rolling off my lips

Sweat slip, time slips

It's my hands on your hips

It's your lips on my lips

I wonder if you ever miss

Twenty in a Chevy on a two lane

Old school feeling, hay field dreaming

Yeah, we had it all planned out

Hands in your hair, middle of nowhere

Midnight moon beating down

On the hood of my truck, where you used to be

Nothing falling but your hair, the stars and me

Now we're just small town history

Girl, I swear all I see is

Twenty in a Chevy on a two lane

Hand out the window singing Night Train

July still tastes like your name

Rolling off my lips

Sweat slip, time slips

It's my hands on your hips

It's your lips on my lips

I wonder if you ever miss

Twenty in a Chevy on a two lane, woah

Yeah, we were twenty in a Chevy on a two lane

The windows fogged up in the hard rain

How the hell did we have such a good thing?

And let it slip away

We let it slip away like

Twenty in a Chevy on a two lane

Hand out the window singing Night Train

July still tastes like your name

Rolling off my lips

Sweat slip, time slips

It's my hands on your hips

It's your lips on my lips

I wonder if you ever miss

Twenty in a Chevy on a two lane

Twenty in a Chevy on a two lane

Girl, we were twenty in a Chevy

On a two lane