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Lyrics

Verse 1
Late night independence, first car girlfriends
Love the way they slide their ass ‘cross my seat again.
Pontiac Promo, Rockin’ posters on the wall
Boom box, stack of tapes, Trans Am, got it all
Chorus
First car freedom, take me down open roads
Got a license to drive plus a million miles to go
Trigger's more than a set of keys, she's an extension of me
She's everywhere I can go and all the miles in between.
Verse 2
Leather gloves, baseball bats, shelves and Christmas Trees
Life is stacking up around, what once used to be
Two door muscle power, ain't needed, but she's mine
Trigger still comes out for cruise-in summer nights
Chorus
First car freedom, take me down open roads
Got a license to drive plus a million miles to go
Baseball bats ‘n bikes, long since have been gone
Nothing ‘round the wheels of Trigger's parking stall
All the change around my car, I still can't believe
I roll her out, start her up to idle while I clean
Bridge
Garage still remembers oil spilled on the floor
Now my son's got those keys
To map a million miles more
Repeat Chorus