Verse 1 — Jason I was raised on diesel and dust She was born where the skyline shines But when she leans out that window laughing It sounds like a damn good time Chorus — Both She’s heels on my tailgate, I’m boots in her high‑rise dreams Champagne in my solo cup, whiskey in her limousine We ain’t supposed to work this hard— But we meet where the backroads kiss the boulevard Verse 2 — Brittany He’s got that southern drawl I can’t ignore Pulls my high‑rise down to the floor We don’t fit, but we don’t care We make our own kind of somewhere Chorus — Both She’s heels on my tailgate, I’m boots in her high‑rise dreams Champagne in my solo cup, whiskey in her limousine We ain’t supposed to work this hard— But we meet where the backroads kiss the boulevard Bridge — Both They said we’d crash, burn out fast Too much dirt, too much flash But here we are, still going strong— Turns out they were dead wrong Final Hook We meet where the backroads kiss the boulevard