I'm tired of spinnin' my wheels   I need to find a place where my heart can go to heal   I need to get there pretty quick   Hey, mister, what you got out on that lot   You can sell me in a pinch      Maybe one of them supped-up muscle cars   The kind that makes you think you're stronger than you are   Color don't matter, no, I don't need leather seats   All that really concerns me is      Speed, how fast will it go   Can it get me over her quickly, zero to sixty   Can it outrun her memory   Yeah, what I really need is an open road   And a whole lot of speed      I'd like to trade in this old truck   'Cause it makes me think of her and then just slows me up   See, it's the first place we made love   Where we used to sit and talk on the tailgate all night long   But now she's gone and I need to move on, so give me      Speed, how fast will it go   Can it get me over her quickly, zero to sixty   Can it outrun her memory   Yeah, what I really need is an open road   And a whole lot of speed      Throw me that keys so I can put some miles between us   Tear off that rear view mirror, there's nothing left to see, yeah   Let me lean on that gas 'cause she catches up fast   So give me      Speed, how fast will it go   Can it get me over her quickly, zero to sixty   Can it outrun her memory   Yeah, what I really need is an open road   And a whole lot of speed   That's what I need      I'm tired of spinnin' my wheels   I'm tired of spinnin' my wheels