He drove a rusted ford ute, was as country as you get
His mind was real good real estate but he hadn't built there yet
She was looking for a real man, she wasn't too complex
Thought the best way to catch one was with her black fish nets
Saw him from across the bar
And she said to herself the chase is just about to start
"Looks like I've lost my phone number, could I borrow yours"
Right then he fell in love with her
We've got all night, take your time, enjoy it
Baby don't you go too fast
Cause I'm a Mack truck and you're a Corvette
Please don't let us run out off gas ... yeah outta gas
Don't wanna run outta gas
I said, I said don't wanna run outta gas
Normally her attitude was her body guard
She was heels and mini skirt wrapped around a shark
And lucky for him, her attitude had taken the night off
She shot her 5th tequila, then said honey where'd you park
Got out his keys as they left
Couldn't wait to look for treasure, he was staring at her chest
He couldn't find the right gear
So she grabbed hold of his stick shift while he was trying to steer
We've got all night, take your time, enjoy it
Baby don't you go too fast
Cause I'm a Mack truck and you're a Corvette
Please don't let us run, let us run outta gas
Don't let us run, run outta gas
He's driving faster as she's driving him wild
She's like a dirty demon child
The music's pumping and there's fog on the glass
He looks on down, sees that they've still got half a tank of gas
To give it one more pass
Come on, give it to me
We've got all night, take your time, enjoy it
Baby don't you go too fast
Cause I'm a Mack truck and you're a Corvette
Don't let us run outta gas
Don't let us run, run outta gas
Don't wanna run, run outta gas
I'll fill it up girl, now fill it up
I'll fill ya up
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