PUMP # 3
WRITERS: KELLY ARCHER & MAX T. BARNES
DOC 2006


HE GEARED DOWN WHEN HE PULLED UP 
AND IT SOUNDED JUST LIKE THUNDER
AT THE AMACO ON THE SIDE OF THE ROAD
WHERE EMILY WAS WORKIN’ THE COUNTER
NEVER THOUGHT SHE’D LEAVE THE TOWN
WHERE SHE WAS HOMECOMING QUEEN
TILL THE DAY HE PUT THE KICKSTAND DOWN AT PUMP # 3

THAT BIKE WAS OLD YOU COULD TELL IT’D BEEN RODE
AND SHE GOT A CRAZY FEELIN’
WHEN HE WALKED PAST AND HIS LEATHER JACKET
SMELLED TO HER LIKE FREEDOM
SHE WAS SETTLIN’ DOWN IN HER HOMETOWN
SHE HAD NEVER EVEN HAD A PLAN B
TILL THE DAY HE PUT HIS KICKSTAND DOWN AT PUMP # 3

CHORUS
ALL IT TOOK WAS JUST ONE LOOK 
AND SHE WAS RIDIN’ ON THE BACK WITH HER HAIR IN THE WIND
 HEADED FOR HOLLYWOOD
MAKE NO MISTAKE IT WAS LOVE AND SHE WAS GROWN UP 
AND SHE WAS GONE FOR GOOD

HER DAD’S COLLECTIN’ POSTCARDS
HE GETS FROM HIS DAUGHTER
HER MOM STILL DREAMS THAT EMILY
WILL MARRY HER A DOCTOR
THEY ALWAYS THOUGHT SHE’D LIVE NEXT DOOR RAISIN A FAMILY
TILL THE DAY HE PUT THE KICKSTAND DOWN AT PUMP # 3

CHORUS
ALL IT TOOK WAS JUST ONE LOOK 
AND SHE WAS RIDIN’ ON THE BACK WITH HER HAIR IN THE WIND
 HEADED FOR HOLLYWOOD
MAKE NO MISTAKE IT WAS LOVE AND SHE WAS GROWN UP 
AND SHE WAS GONE FOR GOOD

SHE LEFT A NOTE AND ALL SHE WROTE WAS
DON’T CHA WORRY ‘BOUT ME 
THE DAY HE PUT THE KICKSTAND DOWN AT PUMP # 3