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Yeah we were flying down the interstate
You caught me looking at the handbrake
But you told me to drive
We're on a getaway
And I don't think they got our license plate
We're just a couple run aways
They want us dead or alive
We'll start a new life
Have three kids, catch a flight
I had you in my dreams once or twice
You're my getaway driver
You're my baby blue
You're my ride or die girl
And I will ride with you
You're my getaway driver
You're my baby blue
You're my ride or die girl
And I will ride with you
It's a police chase
Sirens blarin' while we drive away
But you just smile and say you love a race
Just keep that hand on my thigh
A super eight
That run-down motel by your friend's plate
Kick up the dust, forget our DNA
Cause now we're made of time
We'll start a new life
Have three kids, catch a flight
I had you in my dreams once or twice
You're my getaway driver
You're my baby blue
You're my ride or die girl
And I will ride with you
You're my getaway driver
You're my baby blue
You're my ride or die girl
And I will ride with you
The High Lines - Getaway Driver Lyrics
The High Lines - Getaway Driver Lyrics
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Yeah we were flying down the interstate
You caught me looking at the handbrake
But you told me to drive
We're on a getaway
And I don't think they got our license plate
We're just a couple run aways
They want us dead or alive
We'll start a new life
Have three kids, catch a flight
I had you in my dreams once or twice
You're my getaway driver
You're my baby blue
You're my ride or die girl
And I will ride with you
You're my getaway driver
You're my baby blue
You're my ride or die girl
And I will ride with you
It's a police chase
Sirens blarin' while we drive away
But you just smile and say you love a race
Just keep that hand on my thigh
A super eight
That run-down motel by your friend's plate
Kick up the dust, forget our DNA
Cause now we're made of time
We'll start a new life
Have three kids, catch a flight
I had you in my dreams once or twice
You're my getaway driver
You're my baby blue
You're my ride or die girl
And I will ride with you
You're my getaway driver
You're my baby blue
You're my ride or die girl
And I will ride with you
Yeah we were flying down the interstate
You caught me looking at the handbrake
But you told me to drive
We're on a getaway
And I don't think they got our license plate
We're just a couple run aways
They want us dead or alive
We'll start a new life
Have three kids, catch a flight
I had you in my dreams once or twice
You're my getaway driver
You're my baby blue
You're my ride or die girl
And I will ride with you
You're my getaway driver
You're my baby blue
You're my ride or die girl
And I will ride with you
It's a police chase
Sirens blarin' while we drive away
But you just smile and say you love a race
Just keep that hand on my thigh
A super eight
That run-down motel by your friend's plate
Kick up the dust, forget our DNA
Cause now we're made of time
We'll start a new life
Have three kids, catch a flight
I had you in my dreams once or twice
You're my getaway driver
You're my baby blue
You're my ride or die girl
And I will ride with you
You're my getaway driver
You're my baby blue
You're my ride or die girl
And I will ride with you
Writer: Logan Proffitt, Matt Jones, Thomas Corbett, Connor Loftin
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: The High Lines
Language: English
Length: 4:14
Written by: Logan Proffitt, Matt Jones, Thomas Corbett, Connor Loftin