Highway Outlaws

Rode out of Texas with a half dead phone. Old truck humming like it's ready

to explode. Picked up a hitchhiker girl with a crooked smile. Said,

"Drive fast, baby. Let's stay wild." Hit a dive bar somewhere outside

Tucson. Whiskey hit hard, yeah, the night got loose on.

Me and her dancing on the dusty floor. Got kicked out laughing,

wanted more, more, more. We're highway outlaws burning up the

map. Random girls, neon signs, no strings attached. Every bar a

new story, every shot a new sin. Waking up in motel beds we