Lyrics Sweet Time - Frankie Ballard

Sweet Time

well that needle a climb 195 mph
and this boot of mine wants to kick that pedal square in the face
this aint no kinda night there ain’t no finnish line naw this ain’t a race
i bought the bench and the bucks and im feeling lucky so slide on into me baby
were talkng our sweet time in a real fast car
aint runnin no runnin no red lights tonight just sitting in park
hugging every curve of that long lane road
four- hundred horses slow road
that camero kiss
two run away hearts
yaaa were taking our sweet time
in real fast car ya ya yaa