She's a little bit banged up Got some dents in the bumper, scratches in the wood Hit a little bit of bad luck (hmm) Got turned around a couple times, gotten a few looks Tank's on empty But I know we Run on fumes and hope I can still burn rubber on the highway End up in my driveway Or get away if I gotta go I can turn the lights on even brighter Take the gear up higher And tear down every old back road Yeah, you know She runs like she should Under the hood Mama's always askin' If this'll be the last ride 'fore I trade her in Dad's always checkin' (hmm) Fillin' up my tires Asking me to text him Miles and maybes Skylines changing If it ain't broke I can still burn rubber on the highway End up in my driveway Or get away if I gotta go I can turn the lights on even brighter Take the gear up higher And tear down every old back road Yeah, you know She runs like she should Under the hood Ooh-oh-oh-oh Ooh-oh-oh-oh Tank's on empty But I know we Run on fumes and hope Miles and maybes Skylines changing But she ain't broke I can still burn rubber on the highway End up in my driveway Or get away if I gotta go I can turn the lights on even brighter Take the gear up higher And tear down every old back road Yeah, you know She runs like she should Under the hood Yeah, you know She runs like she should Under the hood Under the hood