Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah, yeah
I like to hold your hand up high on the ferris wheel
And how front porch swingin' with you makes me feel, yeah
But when you pull up in your big old truck
I can't climb up in it fast enough

'Cuz I'm your shotgun girl along for the ride
Your dashboard drummer on a saturday night
Crank it up, Waylon, Willy e Merele
So throw one arm around me now, honey
We'll sling that gravel just like Bonnie and Clyde
I'd ride with you all around the world
'Cuz, boy, I'm your shotgun girl
Yeah, I'm your shotgun girl

They'res not a piece of road round here we ain't burned down
Except that stretch that heads on out-a town
Yeah, whenever you need to feel that freedom
Leave a little room for me

'Cuz I'm your shotgun girl along for the ride
Your dashboard drummer on a saturday night
Crank it up, Waylon, Willy e Merele
So throw one arm around me now, honey
We'll sling that gravel just like Bonnie and Clyde
I'd ride with you all around the world
'Cuz, boy, I'm your shotgun girl
Yeah, I'm your shotgun girl

I'm your shotgun girl along for the ride
Your dashboard drummer on a saturday night
Crank it up, Waylon, Willy e Merele
So throw one arm around me now, honey
We'll sling that gravel just like Bonnie and Clyde
I'd ride with you all around the world
'Cuz, boy, I'm your shotgun girl
Yeah, I'm your shotgun girl

I'm your shotgun girl
Yeah, ye, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm callin shotgun, baby
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yea, yeah