7500 OBO - Tim McGraw

7500 OBOTim McGraw

Quotable Lyrics:
Shot gun ridin down a two lone road
just driving around with no place to go
us singing along to where the green grass grows
hands out the window floatin on a breeze
she’s fixin her lips in the drop down mirror
that pretty little thing made it hard to steer
i’m never gonna get her out of here
theres to many memories