Bad Thrillers - Square Time Lyrics

She was driven down south on 35
Looking red looking pretty she was looking pretty fine
They don't make em' like they did way before 99'
If It was made when I was born give me a Chevy that'll ride
I like a square body queen that is lifted pretty high
A little age on the engine that'll sing when I drive
Cassette deck enough for me to play
All the music that I like, it'll match the same age
Willie, Waylon, Cash to an old honky tonk
Enough room for my baby and a bed for my dog
Night lights ill' match a square body sound
Call her fancy like Reba cause she never let me down
How I would treat you well
Never let you fade cause I like your age
Take you out on the town
Hill country dives will never bring us down
Take you to the State Fair
Cause you're the fairest queen and we can let em' stare
Blasting' through city signs on square time
I couldn't keep up so I had to let you go
But I'm looking for you now on every single road
I still think about you daily on the way to the shows
It'd be better if you were with me I would feel invincible
My red square body with a single stripe cream
Left me in Waxahachie and I'll never been the same
How I would treat you well
Never let you fade cause I like your age
Take you out on the town
Hill country dives will never bring us down
Take you to the State Fair
Cause you're the fairest queen and we can let em' stare
Blasting' through city signs on square time