Dodge Out Of Hell Lyrics | Tim Hicks

For sale sign on a dusty ol' dash

She paid in twenties, countin' coffee can cash

Told the old man, "I'll come back and get it later"

He said, "I'll fill 'er up, it'll be here waitin'"

Second hand Ram, brand new cam

Lotta static on the radio

V8 Hemi, it'll do 120

Blow the black off a blacktop road

She's got a lead foot itchin' for the pedal

And she's tired of livin' with the devil himself

So she's gettin' the Dodge outta hell

(She's gettin' the Dodge outta hell)

He's mean when he drinks and he drinks too much

He's always gettin' lit, it's her turn to light it up

Droppin' matches on the mattress she threw gasoline on

By the time he stumbles in, she'll be fifty miles gone

In her second hand Ram, brand new cam

Lotta static on the radio

V8 Hemi, it'll do 120

Blow the black off a blacktop road

She's got a lead foot itchin' for the pedal

And she's tired of livin' with the devil himself

So she's gettin' the Dodge outta hell

She's gettin' the Dodge outta hell

(She's gettin' the Dodge outta hell)

She'll pin the needle past the redline

Makin' small town headlines

Lookin' for heaven in the headlights

Last seen hammer down westbound

In a second hand Ram, brand new cam

Lotta static on the radio

Yeah

V8 Hemi, it'll do 120

Blow the black off a blacktop road

She's got a lead foot itchin' for the pedal

And she's tired of livin' with the devil himself

So she's gettin' the Dodge outta hell

Yeah, she's gettin' the Dodge outta hell

Yeah, she's gettin' the Dodge outta hell

(She's gettin' the Dodge outta hell)