Yeah, I bet that shotgun headrest still smells like my shampoo That messed up tape deck´s still stuck playin´ that mix I made for you Yeah, that´s my strawberry wine stain
My nail polish on the tailgate So much of me left, I bet, you must get déja vu
When you´re runnin´ around in that stick shift Chevy, I bet it drives you crazy Thinkin´ about us on every other back road, baby You got someone new on your bench seat, tryin´ to forget me lately But my memory´s stuck, so good luck Tryna get me out of that truck
So go on, touch that paint up where I scratched the driver´s side That won´t take back all our weekend for no reason rides Yeah, I bet the left side of the flatbed Will always be mine in your head Even though it´s not me counting stars with you tonight
When you´re runnin´ around in that stick shift Chevy, I bet it drives you crazy Thinkin´ about us on every other back road, baby You got someone new on your bench seat, tryin´ to forget me lately But my memory´s stuck, so good luck Tryna get me out of that truck, yeah
Ooh, you can shine it up, you can clean it out Spin those tires all over town When the music´s up and the window´s down I´m the one you´re thinking ´bout My Silverado silhouette Still shotgun riding in your head
So when you´re runnin´ around in that stick shift Chevy, I bet it drives you crazy
Thinkin´ about us on every other back road, baby You got someone new on your bench seat, trying to forget me lately But my memory´s stuck, so good luck Tryna get me out of that truck Mm-hmm
My Silverado silhouette Still shotgun riding in your head