We were a couple kids in a pick up fooling around
We learned how to keep it so nobody found out
Mama dont need to know everything
Some things you keep to yourself
Like dumb things you do when youre seventeen on the DL
But if that tailgate ever tells, Id be the small talk of the town
Im sure Id catch all kinds of hell for every time we laid it down
In the back of that race red F-150
We get to kissing, we get to slipping off clothes, and nobody knows
And only will, if that tailgate ever tells
Tailgate dont tell on me, dont tell on me
If that tailgate ever tells
Tailgate dont tell on me, dont tell on me
If that tailgate ever tells
You, me, we had bare feet hanging off the edge
Two drinks, then we lay it on back in the bed
Mama dont need to know everything
Some things you keep to yourself
We knew thats all that wed ever be, on the DL
But if that tailgate ever tells, Id be the small talk of the town
Im sure Id catch all kinds of hell for every time we laid it down
In the back of that race red F-150
We get to kissing, we get to slipping off clothes, and nobody knows
And only will, if that tailgate ever tells
Tailgate dont tell on me, dont tell on me
If that tailgate ever tells
Tailgate dont tell on me, dont tell on me
If that tailgate ever tells
What happens on a dirt road stays on a dirt road out here
What were doing in the dark when were underneath the stars
Is our own business
But if that tailgate ever tells, Id be the small talk of the town
Im sure Id catch all kinds of hell for every time we laid it down
In the back of that race red F-150
We get to kissing, we get to slipping off clothes, and nobody knows
And only will, if that tailgate ever tells
Tailgate dont tell on me, dont tell on me
If that tailgate ever tells
Tailgate dont tell on me, dont tell on me
Tailgate dont tell, no
Tailgate dont tell on me, dont tell on me
Dont tell on me
Tailgate dont tell on me, dont tell on me