| Girl, I know I don’t know you.
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| But your pretty little eyes so blue,
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| are pulling me in like the moon on your skin.
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| I’m so glad you trusted me
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| To slide up on this dusty seat
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| And let your hair down, get outta town.
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| Got the stars comin' out,
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| Over my hood.
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| And all I know now.
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| Is it’s going good.
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| You got your hands up,
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| You’re rocking in my truck.
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| You got the radio on,
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| You’re singing every song.
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| I’m set on cruise control.
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| I’m slowing loosing hold of everything I got.
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| You’re looking so damn hot.
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| And I don’t know what road we’re on,
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| Or where we’ve been from starin' at you.
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| Girl, all I know is I don’t want this night to end.
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| Gonna cuss the morning,
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| When it comes.
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| Cause I know that the rising sun,
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| Ain’t no good for me.
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| Cause you’ll have to leave.
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| Gonna make the most of every mile.
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| Do anything to make your smile,
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| Land on my lips.
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| And get drunk on your kiss.
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| The clock on the dash,
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| Says 3: 35.
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| There’s plenty of gas,
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| And the night’s still alive.
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| You got your hands up,
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| You’re rocking in my truck.
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| You got the radio on,
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| You’re singing every song.
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| I’m set on cruise control.
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| I’m slowing loosing hold of everything I got.
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| You’re looking so damn hot.
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| And I don’t know what road we’re on,
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| Or where we’ve been from starin' at you.
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| Girl, all I know is I don’t want this night to end.
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| You got your hands up,
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| You’re rocking in my truck.
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| You got the radio on,
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| You’re singing every song.
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| I’m set on cruise control.
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| I’m slowing loosing hold of everything I got.
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| You’re looking so damn hot.
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| And I don’t know what road we’re on,
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| Or where we’ve been from starin' at you.
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| Girl, all I know is I don’t want this night to end.
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| No I don’t want this night to end. |