Turn It Up

You ever hear a song come on that radio
Make you wanna reach over, grab the dial
Lord, and turn it on up?
Ever sit down in the shade with a bottle of that Tennessee whiskey
Tastes so smooth, make you wanna turn it on up?

I'm driving ninety miles an hour down a dead-end street
Cold steel under my feet
Dancing with the devil, bound to be in trouble
Damn it, don't it feel so sweet?
Testing my nerves, taking them curves
Leaning heavy on my luck
And I still (Still), and I still (Still)
And I still wanna turn it on up

You ever been out in the Carolina sun with the one you love?
It's so hot, feel like it's fixin' to melt ya
Just wanna grab her close, pull her on in
Turn it on up

I'm driving ninety miles an hour down a dead-end street
Cold steel under my feet
Dancing with the devil, bound to be in trouble
Damn it, don't it feel so sweet?
Testing my nerves, taking them curves
Leaning heavy on my luck
And I still (Still), and I still (Still)
And I still got to turn it on up

Testing my nerves, taking them curves
Leaning heavy on my luck
But I still (Still), but I still (Still)
But I still got to turn it on up
But I still (Still), but I still (Still)
But I still got to turn it on up