Lyrics:

All my friends
Been asking where Amanda's been
Said she seemed like such a perfect ten
They ask me when
I was gonna take her home to Cleveland
Said, 'She was just your type
Dark hair and with the green-brown eyes
Real smart and she cleaned up nice'
They ask me why
I said if you really need a reason, well

I'm looking for a girl that's fine if I drive a pickup
And she does not mind riding in it
With the windows down cranking Keith Whitley loud next to me
I'm looking for a girl who sees past blown speakers
And a broke AC and a bench seat
With a quarter-million miles on the motor
And she was looking for that Range Rover
She just wants that, just wants that Range Rover
Yeah

Yeah, well I should have known
When she was searching for designer homes
Custom kitchen with the Viking stove
Saving pictures on a big iPhone, you know the one
When she hated beer
She didn't catch a college game all year
She was way too into my career
She tried to pick the single and it all came clear

That I was looking for a girl that's fine if I drive a pickup
And she does not mind riding in it
With the windows down cranking Keith Whitley loud next to me
I'm looking for a girl who sees past blown speakers
And a broke AC and a bench seat
With a quarter-million miles on the motor
And she was looking for that Range Rover
She just wants that, just wants that Range Rover
Yeah

Yeah, she was looking for that Range Rover
I was in a pickup
And I tried to take road tripping
She just wasn't with it
If this music was a payin'
She'd have left me in a minute
Left me in a minute, oh

I'm looking for a girl that's fine if I drive a pickup
And she does not mind riding in it
With the windows down cranking Lee Greenwood loud next to me (who dat?)
I'm looking for a girl who sees past blown speakers
And a broke AC and a bench seat
With a quarter-million miles on the motor
And she was looking for that Range Rover
She just wants that, just wants that Range Rover
She want that Range Rover, yeah