[Intro - Male] Yeah, yeah She got an attitude, I got a truck Fourteen years in and we still act up Let’s go! [Verse 1 - Male] She says I’m stubborn, I say she’s worse She got a shopping cart and an Amazon curse Got a phone full of pictures, got a mouth full of sass And she’ll tell me I’m wrong while she’s pumping the gas She steals my shirt, steals my fries Takes forty-five minutes just to decide But if I leave town, she’s blowing my phone Saying, “Where you at, and when you coming home?” [Verse 2 - Female] He thinks he’s funny, thinks he’s slick Takes three business days just to fix one thing Leaves his boots right in the middle of the floor Then acts surprised when I trip by the door But he knows my coffee, knows my mood Knows when to talk and when to bring me food He might drive me crazy, but here’s the truth Ain’t nobody else I’d rather ride with than you [Chorus - Both] We ain’t picture perfect, never claimed to be Little bit of crazy with a whole lot of chemistry Talk a little trash, laugh a little loud Two small-town troublemakers standing out in a crowd Let ‘em talk, let ‘em stare We don’t owe nobody a damn thing there Got our own rules, got our own kind of love Ain’t nobody’s business what we’re doing, just us! [Verse 3 - Male] She got my password, probably knows my code Knows every backroad, still won’t drive though Got a passenger seat queen with a royal decree And a list of things she wants me to go see [Verse 4 - Female] He says I’m spoiled, I say that’s right He knows exactly how to treat me right I’ll ride shotgun, pick the playlist Talk a little smack, then steal his sweatshirt We ain’t fancy, we ain’t fake Got a little more fun than good sense takes And if he thinks he’s running this show Bless his heart, he don’t even know! [Chorus - Both] We ain’t picture perfect, never claimed to be Little bit of crazy with a whole lot of chemistry Talk a little trash, laugh a little loud Two small-town troublemakers standing out in a crowd Let ‘em talk, let ‘em stare We don’t owe nobody a damn thing there Got our own rules, got our own kind of love Ain’t nobody’s business what we’re doing, just us! [Bridge - Female] Fourteen years and you’re still my favorite pain [Male] Still the prettiest trouble I could ever claim [Female] You ain’t getting rid of me that easily [Male] Baby, that’s exactly how I want it to be! [Final Chorus - Both] We ain’t picture perfect, never claimed to be Little bit of crazy with a whole lot of chemistry Raise it up, turn it loud Still two fools laughing in a parking lot crowd Let ‘em talk, let ‘em stare We got our own little world and we like it here Got our own rules, got our own kind of love Ain’t nobody’s business what we’re doing, just us! [Outro - Male] Yeah, fourteen years deep… [Female] And he’s still lucky I keep him. [Male] You hear that? [Female] Drive, baby. I’m not walking.
