Black car at a red light
A brunette at a bar
Black keys on a jukebox
I wonder where you are
Can't catch a break, can't get away
'Round here on a Friday night
Tryin' to outrun your memory's like
Tryin' to outrun blue lights
Goin' eighty through a speed trap, cold beer in a console
Chevrolet, two-tone, ain't gonna ditch a Crown Vic even if you lost 'em
Baby, call an APB on the radio, nowhere to go, nowhere to hide
Tryin' to outrun your memory's like
Tryin' to outrun blue lights
It's like tryin' to outrun blue lights
I taste your kiss in the whiskey
I feel your touch in the rain
I hear your voice when the wind blows
You're always sayin' my name
Can't put enough miles between
You, me, and these county lines
Tryin' to outrun your memory's like
Tryin' to outrun blue lights
Goin' eighty through a speed trap, cold beer in a console
Chevrolet, two-tone, ain't gonna ditch a Crown Vic even if you lost 'em
Baby, call an APB on the radio, nowhere to go, nowhere to hide
Tryin' to outrun your memory's like
Tryin' to outrun blue lights
It's like tryin' to outrun blue lights
I'd rather be in the back of a black-and-white
Starin' down two nights in the county jail
Get my picture made holdin' up my name
Have to call my dad to post my bail
And have you in the rearview always closin' in
Here you come, here you come again
Tryin' to outrun blue lights
Goin' eighty through a speed trap, cold beer in a console
Chevrolet, two-tone, ain't gonna ditch a Crown Vic even if you lost 'em
Baby, call an APB on the radio, nowhere to go, nowhere to hide
Tryin' to outrun your memory's like
Tryin' to outrun blue lights
It's like tryin' to outrun blue lights
It's like tryin' to outrun blue lights
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