It's a middle of nowhere, nobody comes here town. You're either born and raised and you stay or you turn right around. [?], court house, stop light blinking.
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I bet you're sick of them pick up lines, the same thing every Friday night. You're so hot girl, you're looking so fine, like you don't already know. They say they'll treat you right, show you the city lights.
It ain't in a high rise looking for a good time shutting down the city lights. It ain't in the water floating like a bobber soaking up that hot sunshine.
I've been wound up too tight, I've been running just like. A Chicken with it's head cut off. I'm always on the go, I've got nothing to show. But a whole lotta nothing it's time I.
She waited for the light to turn green on me and her. She waited for me to speak those three little words. I dragged out a promise that I'd never make up.
She was sittin' pretty close. I was gettin' warmer. She was all chery lips sippin' ice water. All I was thinkin' 'bout. Was faster, faster faster, faster.
If you got it on nine, you got it too low. Crank that ten 'til the Kenwoods blow. Two in the morning ain't late enough. We gon' be here 'til the sun shows up.
Fancy ties, pinstripe suits. Gold cuff links, Italian shoes. But she likes boots, she wants a cowboy. New York City, a Soho flat. Wall Street clean, cut hair slicked back.
Girl the way you move when you move is like a melody. Yeah, the music hits when your lips get a hold of me. You know just the way, what to play to keep me hanging on.
Just holding your hand. While the sea breeze blows. And the waves roll in. Swaying those boats. Girl, it makes me think. I'd like to rock you sweet. .
She's a wild rose waiting on me at the end of the road. Between the water tower and the power lines. We're a cloud of dust once I get her buckled in my pickup truck.
There's a four by four, blacked out four door. Ice cold six pack in the floorboard. That's got my name on it. . Hot little chick, cherry bomb red lips.
It's a middle of nowhere, nobody comes here town. You're either born and raised and you stay or you turn right around. Pulled on, court house, stop light blinking.
How'd you know to wear your like that. How'd you know to turn up that song. How'd you know those little tore up jeans. was gonna tear me up and turn me on.
I knew when she flew in she wouldn't stay.. Every now and then God makes one that a way.. Red-haired, wild-child, with storms in her eyes.. I knew I'd never be the same..
Hey, it was bumper to bumper on the town square. Windows rolled down, feel the summer air. We would bark the tires peeling outta there. To make the girls stare, make the girls stare.
You ain't dancin' to this song,. aw but i can tell you're dyin' too,. your lips are singin' right along,. but you won't let yourself let loose,. you ain't foolin' me, come on girl i gotta see.
All we need is a July hot Saturday night. A couple cans all cool and the needle on full and a countryside. Yeah, a hot little playlist, every favorite songs.
You can see the dust from the trucks in the sunset. Heading out down Lazy Branch Road. High beams cutting a trail through the hay fields. Crossing the creek where the fuzz can't go.