Justin Moore - Hell On A Highway lyrics
[Justin Moore - Hell On A Highway lyrics]
She's probably somewhere between Tennessee
And Oklahoma by now
She took off with my heart, in the dark
Out of this rear-view town
Brakes ain't an option when
It comes to stopping, she won't
First time saying I'm sorry worked
But this time it don't
She's got them high heels pressed down hard
Like she hates that floorboard
Leaving her red-tipped, still lit
Lipstick cigarette trail behind taillights
Gone as it gets with her wings on the wind
Angel made her getaway
Now she's out there puttin' my heart
Through hell on the highway
If I know her at all she's
Got the radio rockin the boss
She's all about born to run
When she's pissed off, and she's pissed off
She probably called up her mamma and
Her mamma said it's about time
She said I ain't worth a dime
And damn if she ain't right
She's got them high heels pressed down hard
Like she hates that floorboard
Leaving her red-tipped, still lit
Lipstick cigarette trail behind taillights
Gone as it gets with her wings on the wind
Angel made her getaway
Now she's out there puttin' my heart
Through hell on the highway
Woah, she's wrecking the concrete
Like she wrecks me woah, I'm in the dust
She's got them high heels pressed down hard
Like she hates that floorboard
Leaving her red-tipped, still lit
Lipstick cigarette trail behind taillights
Gone as it gets with her wings on the wind
Angel made her getaway
Now she's out there puttin' my heart
Through hell on the highway
Yeah, she's out there puttin' my heart
Through hell on the highway yes she is
Yeah there on the highway
Yeah, aw yeah, yeah
She's got them high heels pressed down hard
I see taillights fadin' in the dark
Yeah, she's out there
She's puttin' my heart through
Hell on a highway
And Oklahoma by now
She took off with my heart, in the dark
Out of this rear-view town
Brakes ain't an option when
It comes to stopping, she won't
First time saying I'm sorry worked
But this time it don't
She's got them high heels pressed down hard
Like she hates that floorboard
Leaving her red-tipped, still lit
Lipstick cigarette trail behind taillights
Gone as it gets with her wings on the wind
Angel made her getaway
Now she's out there puttin' my heart
Through hell on the highway
If I know her at all she's
Got the radio rockin the boss
She's all about born to run
When she's pissed off, and she's pissed off
She probably called up her mamma and
Her mamma said it's about time
She said I ain't worth a dime
And damn if she ain't right
She's got them high heels pressed down hard
Like she hates that floorboard
Leaving her red-tipped, still lit
Lipstick cigarette trail behind taillights
Gone as it gets with her wings on the wind
Angel made her getaway
Now she's out there puttin' my heart
Through hell on the highway
Woah, she's wrecking the concrete
Like she wrecks me woah, I'm in the dust
She's got them high heels pressed down hard
Like she hates that floorboard
Leaving her red-tipped, still lit
Lipstick cigarette trail behind taillights
Gone as it gets with her wings on the wind
Angel made her getaway
Now she's out there puttin' my heart
Through hell on the highway
Yeah, she's out there puttin' my heart
Through hell on the highway yes she is
Yeah there on the highway
Yeah, aw yeah, yeah
She's got them high heels pressed down hard
I see taillights fadin' in the dark
Yeah, she's out there
She's puttin' my heart through
Hell on a highway