This December (sped up) - Ricky Montgomery

I'm tired of spinning 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 souped 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 Speeeeed 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 that 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 Speeeeed 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 them keys so I can put some miles between us Tear off that rearview mirror there's nothing left to see here Let me lean on that gas Oh she catches up fast So give me Speeeeed 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 spinning my wheels... I'm tired of spinning my wheeeeeeels!

This ain't no temporary, typical Tearful goodbye, uh-uh-uh This ain't no breakin' up, then wakin' up And makin' up one more time, uh-uh-uh This is gone (gone), gone (gone) Gone (gone), gone Gone like a freight train, gone like yesterday Gone like a soldier in the Civil War, bang-bang Gone like a '59 Cadillac Like all the good things, that ain't never comin' back She's gone (gone), gone (gone) Gone (gone), gone, she's gone This ain't no give it time I'm hurtin' but maybe we can work it out, uh-uh-uh Won't be no champagne Red rose, romance, second chance, uh-uh-uh This is gone (gone), gone (gone) Gone (gone), gone Gone like a freight train, gone like yesterday Gone like a soldier in the Civil War, bang-bang Gone like a '59 Cadillac Like all the good things, that ain't never comin' back She's gone (gone), gone (gone) Gone (gone), gone She's gone This is gone (gone), gone (gone) Gone (gone), gone Gone like a freight train, gone like yesterday Gone like a soldier in the Civil War, bang-bang Gone like a '59 Cadillac Like all the good things, that ain't never comin' back She's gone (gone), she's gone (gone) She's gone (gone), she's gone, yeah She's gone Gone like a freight train, gone like yesterday Gone like a soldier in the Civil War, bang-bang Gone like a '59 Cadillac Like all the good things, but she's gone Long gone, don't be wrong Never comin' back, my baby's gone (she's gone) Wanna get home, sittin' alone So pack your bags, and now she's gone Never comin' back, she's gone No, no, never, no, no, never No, no, never, no, no never comin' back No, no, never, no, no never comin' back