There ain't a flame unless there's someone to strike it There ain't a dream unless there's someone to chase it No you and me without some sort of magic So let's fire the Chevy up and fill the trunk up with matches Come and pick me up, take me out of the city Got my engine overheatin', girl, I gotta admit it My hands all over you just like a steerin' wheel Grabin' hold of my heart while you're shiftin' gears Step on it We're switchin' lanes, be all over Highway 40 You say my name and now my speakers are broken 'Cause I love your sound more than the radio wave And the blue lights from the sheriff makes it all we see Step on it I'll get you out of the city if you get me out the town Hit the highway headin' only West Coast bound Away from the whiskey and the people talkin' the bullshit I need a V8, gettin' high and startin' shit The girl ridin' shotty with me lookin' so damn fine She got my heart tickin' kinda like it's a land mine She kickin' it old school, callin' me from a landline Speakin' to me sexy tryna show me her tan lines Come and pick me up, and take me out of the city Got my engine overheatin', girl I gotta admit it My hands all over you just like a steerin' wheel Grabin' hold of my heart while you're shiftin' gears Step on it Step on it, yeah, yeah, yeah I'll come and pick you up Now come and get me out the city