we run this town
bryan, luke
that's where we'd always meet
and we'd roll on out in a pickup truck parade
stake our claim with a fire in a field in the middle of nowhere
we'd light the midnight up
we thought we made the world go 'round
nothin' but a bunch of time to kill
they couldn't wait to get away
and come and let down their hair
we were rough around the edges
they were sweet as they could be
but they still let us steal a little kiss before they'd leave
guess they thought we were cool because
we thought we made the world go 'round
drop it down in four-wheel
from crazy kids to dirt road kings
high five and look around