I bet you're sick of them pick up lines, the same thing every Friday night

You're so hot girl, you're looking so fine, like you don't already know

They say they'll treat you right, show you the city lights

Get you sipping on something you don't even like

I guess they don't know, they're on the wrong road

I know what you wanna hear

Truck tires on a two lane rolling

River rushing and a warm breeze blowing in

Hair all around to the sound

Of the radio singing in the background

Gravel grinding, while we're finding

A little spot I can make a fire in

Top popping on an ice cold beer

I know what you wanna hear

Ain't that music to your ears?

Tell me, have I got you figured out?

Baby, ain't that what you're all about?

Do I make you wanna leave this crowd and head on out of here

Cause I can tell by that little shine smile

What I'm talking bout's a little more of your style

It'll only take a couple of miles to the

Truck tires on a two lane rolling

River rushing and a warm breeze blowing in

Hair all around to the sound

Of the radio singing in the background

Gravel grinding, while we're finding

A little spot I can make a fire in

Top popping on an ice cold beer

I know what you wanna hear

Ain't that music to your ears?

They say they'll treat you right, show you the city lights

Get you sipping on something you don't even like, girl

They don't know, but I know, I know you like

Truck tires on a two lane rolling

River rushing and a warm breeze blowing in

Hair all around to the sound

Of the radio singing in the background

Gravel grinding, while we're finding

A little spot I can make a fire in

Top popping on an ice cold beer

I know what you wanna hear

I know what you wanna hear, girl

Oh yeah, ain't that music to your ears?