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Another day, another time punch
I need a break from all of this
When the best part of the day is my lunch
You know I'm tired of this sh*t

So bring on the open road, time for a breather
Tell the eighteen-wheelers to make some noise
I got some chips, my Big Gulp, and some candy
Turn up Dierks Bentley, drive 'til empty

You and me, babe, how does that sound?
Little vacay away, outta town
Just you and me, babe, windows down
We can head any way, outward bound
I know you feel it too
So let's dip
I'm ready for a road trip

I'm ready for a road trip

Just kick your feet up on the dashboard
We got a while 'til we stop
Gonna press the pedal through the floorboard
And pray we never see a cop

Bring on the open road and Cracker Barrel
Drink an extra Red Bull for the boys
Don't have a worry or a destination
Just a country station, my kinda situation

You and me, babe, how does that sound?
Little vacay away, outta town
Just you and me, babe, windows down
We can head any way, outward bound
I know you feel it too
So let's dip
I'm ready for a road trip

Ah yeah
I'm ready for a road trip
Mmhmm

Oklahoma, Kansas, Texas, Arkansas
Count the license plates until we see 'em all
California, maybe even Mexico
Let's just see how far these four wheels can go

You and me, babe, how does that sound? (How does that sound?)
Little vacay away, outta town (Way outta town)
Just you and me, babe, windows down (Ooh)
We can head any way, outward bound
I know you feel it too
Yeah, come on, come on, you do
So let's dip
I'm ready for a road trip

Ooh
I'm ready for a road trip
Bring on the open road
Bring on the open road

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