Got an '06, stick shift, dark blue in good conditionGot a hundred and nineteen thousand miles, only five on the new transmissionIt's got leather seats, a sun roof, it's sittin' onThirty-trees, it runs smooth, it'll get you fromA to B, but not from me'Cause every time I turn that key, I see herShotgun ridin' down a two lane roadJust drivin' around with no place to goSingin' along to where the green grass growsHands out the window floatin' on the breezeShe's fixin' her lips in the drop down mirrorThat, pretty little thing made it hard to steerI'm never gonna get her out of thereThere's too many memoriesNow there's a "For sale" sign, in the windowYeah 'cause if I'm, gonna let her goI gotta let it goYeah, it's gotta go, so it's 7500 OboBack bumper's got a dent from her backin' in to a mailboxFirst time she drove itCouldn't even be mad, with her lookin' like thatTold her, "Hell, you can hardly even notice"It's got, nights with her I can't forgetKissin' on the, tailgate of the truck bedI wish I didn't, have to get rid of itBut every time I turn that key, I see herShotgun ridin' down a two lane roadJust drivin' around with no place to goSingin' along to where the green grass growsHands out the window floatin' on the breezeShe's fixin' her lips in the drop down mirrorThat, pretty little thing made it hard to steerI'm never gonna get her out of thereThere's too many memoriesNow there's a "For sale" sign, in the windowYeah 'cause if I'm, gonna let her goI gotta let it goYeah, it's gotta go, so it's 7500 OboIt's got leather seats, a sun roof, it's sittin' onThirty-trees, it runs smooth, it'll get you fromA to B, but not from me'Cause every time I turn that key, I see herShotgun ridin' down a two lane roadJust drivin' around with no place to goSingin' along to where the green grass growsHands out the window floatin' on the breezeShe's fixin' her lips in the drop down mirrorThat, pretty little thing made it hard to steerI'm never gonna get her out of thereThere's too many memoriesNow there's a "For sale" sign, in the windowYeah 'cause if I'm, gonna let her goI gotta let it goYeah, it's gotta go, so it's 7500 OboIt's 7500 OboIt's 7500 OboIt's 7500 Obo
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Got an '06, stick shift, dark blue in good condition
Got a hundred and nineteen thousand miles, only five on the new transmission
It's got leather seats, a sun roof, it's sittin' on
Thirty-trees, it runs smooth, it'll get you from
A to B, but not from me
'Cause every time I turn that key, I see her
Shotgun ridin' down a two lane road
Just drivin' around with no place to go
Singin' along to where the green grass grows
Hands out the window floatin' on the breeze
She's fixin' her lips in the drop down mirror
That, pretty little thing made it hard to steer
I'm never gonna get her out of there
There's too many memories
Now there's a "For sale" sign, in the window
Yeah 'cause if I'm, gonna let her go
I gotta let it go
Yeah, it's gotta go, so it's 7500 Obo
Back bumper's got a dent from her backin' in to a mailbox
First time she drove it
Couldn't even be mad, with her lookin' like that
Told her, "Hell, you can hardly even notice"
It's got, nights with her I can't forget
Kissin' on the, tailgate of the truck bed
I wish I didn't, have to get rid of it
But every time I turn that key, I see her
Shotgun ridin' down a two lane road
Just drivin' around with no place to go
Singin' along to where the green grass grows
Hands out the window floatin' on the breeze
She's fixin' her lips in the drop down mirror
That, pretty little thing made it hard to steer
I'm never gonna get her out of there
There's too many memories
Now there's a "For sale" sign, in the window
Yeah 'cause if I'm, gonna let her go
I gotta let it go
Yeah, it's gotta go, so it's 7500 Obo
It's got leather seats, a sun roof, it's sittin' on
Thirty-trees, it runs smooth, it'll get you from
A to B, but not from me
'Cause every time I turn that key, I see her
Shotgun ridin' down a two lane road
Just drivin' around with no place to go
Singin' along to where the green grass grows
Hands out the window floatin' on the breeze
She's fixin' her lips in the drop down mirror
That, pretty little thing made it hard to steer
I'm never gonna get her out of there
There's too many memories
Now there's a "For sale" sign, in the window
Yeah 'cause if I'm, gonna let her go
I gotta let it go
Yeah, it's gotta go, so it's 7500 Obo
It's 7500 Obo
It's 7500 Obo
It's 7500 Obo
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