Highway 65

Pullin’ on a highway

Sleepin’ in we slept sideways

Jumpin’ in we goin’ my way

Yeah

She don’t wanna go my way

Yeah

Belt buckle holdin’ my waist

Yeah

Ripped jeans I got a wild taste

Yeah

Take me out to the raceway

Yeah

And tell my baby I’m okay

Cus

You’ve got to wait

On a highway 65 again

I stay up late

So I can get some fresh air again

You’ve got to wait

On a highway 65 again

On a, on a, on a, on a

On a highway 65 again

Cus

I’ll make you mine

I could be the type

Someway sometime

I’m wide awake inside

San fran, anywhere you wanna go

Great falls, baby lets take it slow

I’ll drive, any distance you want

If you, let me play the music I want

Cus I’m pullin up, on a highway 65

Cus I’m pullin up, on a highway 65

You said you’re over it

I stay up way too late on my own

Well, I’m over it too

I’m over it

Well, I’m over it too

Cus I’m driving down highways

Just to find you again

Cus

You’ve got to wait

You said you’re over it

I stay up late

So I can get some fresh air

I’m over it too

I’m over it too

I’m over it

I’m over it too

Well I’m over it too

Well I’m over it too

What up Montana!

On a highway 65 again

I stay up way too late on my own

On a highway 65 again

65 again