20 in a Chevy

20 in a Chevy on a two lane
 Yeah, world keeps turning, I keep burning
 Through the night like cigarettes
 Country station, black top, ocean
 I ain't shook that summer yet
 I'm doing fine like I don't care
 And that song comes on outta where
 And I go right back there, yeah
 You're always gonna be...
 20 in a Chevy on a two lane
 Hand out the window singing Night Train
 here life still tastes like your name
 rolling off my lips and
 sweat drips, time slips
 It's my hands and your hips
 It's your lips on my lips
 I wonder if you ever miss
 20 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
 20 in a Chevy on a two lane
 Hand out the window singing Night Train
 here life still tastes like your name
 rolling off my lips and
 sweat drips, time slips
 It's my hands and your hips
 It's your lips on my lips
 I wonder if you ever miss
 20 in a Chevy on a two lane
 Yeah we were 20 in a Chevy on a two lane
 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 20 in a Chevy on a two lane
 Hand out the window singing Night Train
 here life still tastes like your name
 rolling off my lips yeah then
 sweat drips, time slips
 It's my hands and your hips
 It's your lips on my lips
 I wonder if you ever miss
 20 in a Chevy on a two lane
 20 in a Chevy on a two lane
 20 in a Chevy on a two lane
 Girl you were 20 in a Chevy on a two lane
 20 in a Chevy on a two lane
 Yeah, world keeps turning, I keep burning
 Through the night like cigarettes
 Country station, black top, ocean
 I ain't shook that summer yet
 I'm doing fine like I don't care
 And that song comes on outta where
 And I go right back there, yeah
 You're always gonna be...
 20 in a Chevy on a two lane
 Hand out the window singing Night Train
 here life still tastes like your name
 rolling off my lips and
 sweat drips, time slips
 It's my hands and your hips
 It's your lips on my lips
 I wonder if you ever miss
 20 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
 20 in a Chevy on a two lane
 Hand out the window singing Night Train
 here life still tastes like your name
 rolling off my lips and
 sweat drips, time slips
 It's my hands and your hips
 It's your lips on my lips
 I wonder if you ever miss
 20 in a Chevy on a two lane
 Yeah we were 20 in a Chevy on a two lane
 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 20 in a Chevy on a two lane
 Hand out the window singing Night Train
 here life still tastes like your name
 rolling off my lips yeah then
 sweat drips, time slips
 It's my hands and your hips
 It's your lips on my lips
 I wonder if you ever miss
 20 in a Chevy on a two lane
 20 in a Chevy on a two lane
 20 in a Chevy on a two lane
 Girl you were 20 in a Chevy on a two lane