Lyrics:

You been workin’ your pretty little fingers to the bone



That boss man over your shoulder’s gettin’ old



I know you need that nine to five to keep the lights on



But baby punch that clock change your clothes and meet me by the road







Girl I got a get away Chevrolet



Baby heading your way



Throw a dart at a map



Lets hit the highway



It’s five o’clock Friday



And I got a get away Chevrolet







Half my paycheck’s in the tank and the rest we’re gonna blow



When the money runs out we’ll run her back home



No need to tell your momma no need to leave a note



Just ponytail your hair and put your cheap shades on







I wanna blow by that county line



I wanna see that three day weekend smile



Go on put your painted toes up on the dash



Let them all wonder if we’re ever comin’ back