Lyrics:

Daddy's truck
Daddy's bottle
Open top
Open throttle
87 and 80 proof running through my veins
I'm drunk on speed
Drunk on whiskey
Ain't no free
Quite like 16
Still had half a foot to grow
Makin' grown man mistakes
Puttin' Earnhardt to shame
Up in my head I was in first
Whole pack of cars on that fourth turn
Burnin' towards the checkered flag
I was on a record lap
Had my hand wrapped around that drink
'Til that truck wrapped around that tree
Shoulda gone to Heaven fast
Learned a hard way lesson that
We all get more second chances than we should
And number three and number seven don't add up to much good
Flashin' lights
Flashin' memories
For my eyes
Torn up bench seat
Pickin' glass out of my right arm
Made a never let you forget kinda scar
I lost that race when I let it start but
Up in my head I was in first
Whole pack of cars on that fourth turn
Burnin' towards the checkered flag
I was on a record lap
Had my hand wrapped around that drink
'Til that truck wrapped around that tree
Shoulda gone to Heaven fast
Learned a hard way lesson that
We all get more second chances than we should
And number three and number seven don't add up to much good (no)
Daddy's truck
Daddy's bottle
Open top
Open throttle
Up in my head I was in first
Whole pack of cars on that fourth turn
Burning towards the checkered flag
I was on a record lap (I was on a record lap)
Had my hand wrapped around that drink
'Til that truck wrapped around that tree
Shoulda gone to Heaven fast (Shoulda gone to Heaven)
Learned a hard way lesson that
We all get more second chances than we should (yes, we do)
And number three and number seven don't add up to much good
Don't add up to much good (don't add up to much good, no)