Yeah, I said, how in the world does she put up with me When I've had too much and I can barely speak
Gets me out of trouble every night I grab the bottle And get too drunk again, she might be over it
Falling out the bar, she says that I'm a troublemaker Hit the gas, we'll talk about it later
She pulled up at a perfect timing Got me out of there fast as lightning
Peeling out, got them wheels on fire Bad as hell that's my getaway driver
She's hell behind a wheel More than a passenger princess
We outta here, now we laid up in the truck bed Just singing songs and staring at the stars
Laughing about what we did before we left the bar
She says that she forgives me, but straighten up your act And think about what would happen if she ain't save my ass
She pulled up at perfect timing Got me out of there fast as lightning
Peeling out, got them wheels on fire bad as hell that's my getaway driver
Even if she seen blue lights flashing in that rearview mirror She'd get me out of there
Fast as hell, till the wheels caught fire That's my girl, that's my getaway driver