Every Red Light

That second hand junkyard heap
Was freedom with two bucket seats
With two grand on the windshield in shoe polish
I had a stash of summer cash
From cleanin pools and cuttin grass
I gave that man that coffee can and I bought it
From the moment that I turned the key
My right foot was heavy from a mile away folks could hear me leanin on the chevy

Slidin sideways through the town square
Peelin out, Bruce Springsteen turned up too loud
Playin air guitar, drummin on the dash
Only breakin for the badge
Had the man in blue burnin through tickets by the pound
I've paid for every red light in my hometown

I still remember Jessie Lynn
Her sweet perfume and her poured in
Those faded jeans that always fit just right
Steamin windows up on the riverbank
I had to get that V8 crank
To have her on the front porch by midnight
Catchin air on railroad tracks, detroit horses breathin
Peelin paint off City Hall, Buster screamin

Slidin sideways through the town square
Peelin out, Lynyrd Skynyrd turned up too loud
Playin air guitar, drummin on the dash
Only breakin for the badge
Had the man in blue burnin through tickets by the pound
I've paid for every red light in my hometown

I burned up a hundred tires
Turnin black top into gravel
Wore out my daddy's patience
And the judges gavel

Slidin sideways through the town square
Peelin out, "I Can't Drive 55" turned up too loud
Playin air guitar, drummin on the dash
Only breakin for the badge
Had the man in blue burnin through tickets by the pound