| Back in my day I was always
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| Cruisin' the road on Sunday
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| Makin' those tires spin your way
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| Yeah, it seems like yesterday
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| We’d go swingin' on the front porch
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| You were all mine and I was all yours
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| Yeah, those are the days I miss
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| A ten minute ride, I could make it in five
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| This might sound crazy but maybe
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| You’re thinkin' 'bout me tonight
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| 'Cause I’m thinkin' 'bout you tonight
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| Somethin' 'bout the taste of a first love, first touch
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| That don’t ever seem to fade
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| Now you’re 600 miles away
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| And a ten hour drive
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| But if you called me tonight,
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| I can make it in five
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| The last I heard you were on the west coast
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| Looking hotter than a Texas summer
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| Yeah girl, I can’t help but wonder
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| What you’ve seen, what you’ve missed
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| What you’ve felt, who’ve you kissed
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| Girl, you never crossed my mind
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| Yeah, you stay there all the time
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| And this might sound crazy but maybe
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| You’re thinkin' 'bout me tonight
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| 'Cause I’m thinkin' 'bout you tonight
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| Somethin' 'bout the taste of a first love, first touch
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| That don’t ever seem to fade
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| Now you’re 600 miles away
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| And a ten hour drive
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| But if you called me tonight,
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| I can make it in five
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| I don’t know how many nights that I’ve spent starin' at this phone
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| Lookin' for your area code or some number, yeah, that I don’t know
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| But the one that came up tonight is the one I’ve known all my life
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| It’s your mama’s place and I heard your pretty voice say
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| This might sound crazy
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| But are you thinkin' 'bout me tonight?
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| Cause I’m thinking' 'bout you tonight, yeah
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| Somethin' 'bout the taste of a first love, first touch
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| That don’t ever seem to fade
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| And I just need to see your face
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| It’s a ten minute drive, this ol' truck’s gonna fly
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| I’ll be there in five
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| Yeah baby, sit tight
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| Yeah, I’ll be there in five, yeah
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| I’ll be there in five,
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| This ol' truck’s gonna fly
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| I’ll be there in five |