Haulin' Ass Songtext
von Tony Justice
Haulin' Ass Songtext
There′s Carolina plates on a trailer load od grapes
Fresh off the vine from the sunshine state of California
Headed east on forth
And there's red bull and red man buzzing up on a young man
Dragging a boat to the Southwest coast of Flordia
To catch a barracuda
And there′s a semi smoking like a steam machine
Runnin hot up a mountain hauling gasoline
But brother that aint nothing
Cause in the get gone lane there's a mad redhead
Drinking double shot black
Lipstick on the edge of a Starbucks cup
Clothes and shoes in the bed of that truck
Ain't a set of taillights she ain′t passed
Finger out the window barefood on the gas
She′s hauling ass
Ain't nothing saying she ain′t coming back like that
Feels like I'm sitting still just a spinning my wheels
Stuck in a traffic jam behind a red trans am
Dudes only doing eighty chasing after my baby
There goes a Lincoln and a beer train
Hopper load of sweet grain
Cadillac Yugo
Guitar panty hose
God knows she′s driving me crazy
I'm gonna 911 a highway patrol
Tell her to turn around or lay them spike strips down
Cause in the get gone lane there′s a mad redhead
Drinking double shot black
Lipstick on the edge of a Starbucks cup
Clothes and shoes in the bed of that truck
Ain't a set of taillights she ain't passed
Finger out the window barefood on the gas
She′s hauling ass
Ain′t nothing saying she ain't coming back like
I think I see blue lights
Coming uo from behind
If they pull me over on the shoulder
It′s over
She'll be way too far
Down them yellow lines
I′m in the get gone lane
Yeah, I'm in the get gone lane
Drinking double shot black
Lipstick on the edge of a Starbucks cup
Clothes and shoes in the bed of my truck
Ain′t a set of taillights she ain't passed
Finger out the window barefood on the gas
I mean hauling ass
Ain't nothing says ain′t coming back like that
Yeah, yeah in the get hone lane
She′s hauling ass
Fresh off the vine from the sunshine state of California
Headed east on forth
And there's red bull and red man buzzing up on a young man
Dragging a boat to the Southwest coast of Flordia
To catch a barracuda
And there′s a semi smoking like a steam machine
Runnin hot up a mountain hauling gasoline
But brother that aint nothing
Cause in the get gone lane there's a mad redhead
Drinking double shot black
Lipstick on the edge of a Starbucks cup
Clothes and shoes in the bed of that truck
Ain't a set of taillights she ain′t passed
Finger out the window barefood on the gas
She′s hauling ass
Ain't nothing saying she ain′t coming back like that
Feels like I'm sitting still just a spinning my wheels
Stuck in a traffic jam behind a red trans am
Dudes only doing eighty chasing after my baby
There goes a Lincoln and a beer train
Hopper load of sweet grain
Cadillac Yugo
Guitar panty hose
God knows she′s driving me crazy
I'm gonna 911 a highway patrol
Tell her to turn around or lay them spike strips down
Cause in the get gone lane there′s a mad redhead
Drinking double shot black
Lipstick on the edge of a Starbucks cup
Clothes and shoes in the bed of that truck
Ain't a set of taillights she ain't passed
Finger out the window barefood on the gas
She′s hauling ass
Ain′t nothing saying she ain't coming back like
I think I see blue lights
Coming uo from behind
If they pull me over on the shoulder
It′s over
She'll be way too far
Down them yellow lines
I′m in the get gone lane
Yeah, I'm in the get gone lane
Drinking double shot black
Lipstick on the edge of a Starbucks cup
Clothes and shoes in the bed of my truck
Ain′t a set of taillights she ain't passed
Finger out the window barefood on the gas
I mean hauling ass
Ain't nothing says ain′t coming back like that
Yeah, yeah in the get hone lane
She′s hauling ass
Writer(s): Kim Tribble, Philip O Donnell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

