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Thomas Rhett - Overdrive Lyrics

Overdrive

[Verse 1]
Something pretty simple 'bout an eighteen Tennessee summer
84 was the number that I wore under Friday lights
How could I forget that night?
Yeah, that girl was a homecoming honey, kinda small-town pretty
Made them dark days sunny with her emerald eyes
I thought, Lord, I had to make 'em mine

[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, I's about to go and crash a party with the guys
And when she called me up and said, "Can you pick me up tonight?"

[Chorus]
I put that '04 F-1-5-0 right into overdrive (Overdrive)
Like a bat outta hell with them JBL's working overtime
Yeah, I'm high-beaming down a backroad, yeah
Tires screaming, I'm getting close
Tryna do the limit, but my heart doing way more than sixty-five
On that "Baby, I'm coming over" drive
On that "Baby, I'm coming over" drive

[Verse 2]
I pulled up where the party was, where the Bacardi was
That was the start of us, I told you
Got your heels stuck in the mud, I had to carry ya
All the way to the truck on my shoulders

[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, we both smelled like bonfire smoke
Took my hand as she moved in close
She said, "I'll kiss your cheek, but I'll kiss your lips
If we can go somewhere alone"

[Chorus]
So I put that '04 F-1-5-0 right into overdrive (Overdrive)
Like a bat outta hell with them JBL's working overtime
Yeah, I'm high-beaming down a backroad, yeah
Tires screaming, now I'm getting close
Tryna do the limit, but my heart doing way more than sixty-five
On that Friday-night-still-ain't-over drive
On that Friday-night-still-ain't-over drive

[Bridge]
Yeah, I's about to go and crash a party with the guys
And when she called me up and said, "Can you pick me up tonight?"

[Chorus]
I put that '04 F-1-5-0 right into overdrive
Like a bat outta hell with them JBL's working overtime (Working overtime, yeah)
Yeah, I'm high-beaming down a backroad, yeah (Down a backroad)
Tires screaming, now I'm getting close (Now I'm getting close, yeah)
Tryna do the limit, but my heart doing way more than sixty-five
On that "Baby, I'm coming over" drive
On that "Baby, I'm coming over" drive
[Outro]
I'm high-beaming down a backroad, yeah (Down a backroad, yeah)
Tires screaming, now I'm getting close, yeah