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Sweet Combustion
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Bow Thayer (SESAC)
Elbop 2004
The Driftwood Periodicals, Volume 1
Thu Jan 20, 2005
Country : Alternative Country
Elbop 2004
The Driftwood Periodicals, Volume 1
Thu Jan 20, 2005
Country : Alternative Country
Take charge
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» highest in charts: # 510 (47,061 songs currently listed in Country)
» highest in sub-genre: # 80 (6,396 songs currently listed in Country > Alternative Country)
» highest in sub-genre: # 80 (6,396 songs currently listed in Country > Alternative Country)
Lyrics
She got a head in the hole
But it don't mean a thing
She might be down now but she got wings
A couple of kicks and you can hear that engine sing
With the foot on the shift
The hands on the throttle
Go the wind in her hair and got no bothers
Freedom's just a two-wheeled machine
Sweet combustion
Sweet combustion
Sweet combustion
We gotta go
Way down yonder
Where the mighty wind blows
We got thick clothes but they got holes
And a V8 desiel to keep us from the cold
It'll go anywhere
We're down in low gear
Drinkin' that fossil fuel like beer
She still turns over but the rust been showing them years
Sweet combustion
Sweet combustion
Sweet combustion
We gotta go
Sweet combustion
Sweet combustion
Sweet combustion
We gotta go
I'm alovin' this town
And them winding roads
Don't go too fast, don't go too slow
Gets a little dirty but that don't bother us, no
Now I'm drivin' around
With a full tank of gas
I got the Lynyrd Skynyrd on, turned up full blast
I'm gonna roll as long as this road lasts
Sweet combustion
Sweet combustion
Sweet combustion
We gotta go
Sweet combustion
Sweet combustion
Sweet combustion
We gotta go
Whoah, sweet combustion
We're all chokin' on a
Sweet combustion
We gotta go
But it don't mean a thing
She might be down now but she got wings
A couple of kicks and you can hear that engine sing
With the foot on the shift
The hands on the throttle
Go the wind in her hair and got no bothers
Freedom's just a two-wheeled machine
Sweet combustion
Sweet combustion
Sweet combustion
We gotta go
Way down yonder
Where the mighty wind blows
We got thick clothes but they got holes
And a V8 desiel to keep us from the cold
It'll go anywhere
We're down in low gear
Drinkin' that fossil fuel like beer
She still turns over but the rust been showing them years
Sweet combustion
Sweet combustion
Sweet combustion
We gotta go
Sweet combustion
Sweet combustion
Sweet combustion
We gotta go
I'm alovin' this town
And them winding roads
Don't go too fast, don't go too slow
Gets a little dirty but that don't bother us, no
Now I'm drivin' around
With a full tank of gas
I got the Lynyrd Skynyrd on, turned up full blast
I'm gonna roll as long as this road lasts
Sweet combustion
Sweet combustion
Sweet combustion
We gotta go
Sweet combustion
Sweet combustion
Sweet combustion
We gotta go
Whoah, sweet combustion
We're all chokin' on a
Sweet combustion
We gotta go
