| Moonlight shinin' through the cypress trees
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| Bouncin' off Stillwater’s runnin' deep
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| If you wanna stay awake still the break of dawn, you’re on
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| If you wanna twist off the top on some apple pie
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| Crawl all over me like a kudzu vine
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| I’ll burn all night for you, don’t think I won’t, you’re on
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| You’re on ever country song dashboard station
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| Every shirt I got, your perfume ain’t fadin'
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| You’re on those empty beer cans in my truck bed
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| That’s your kiss, that’s your red that ain’t comin' off
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| You’re on my mind, all the damn time
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| Girl you’re on your way to killin' me tonight
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| I wanna be that lean in, close your eyes
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| Full moon high you’re on
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| You light me up when you run your fingers through my hair
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| Like a night owl’s eyes in the low beam glare
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| You’re never off, but tonight I swear
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| Yeah girl I swear
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| You’re on ever country song dashboard station
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| Every shirt I got, your perfume ain’t fadin'
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| You’re on those empty beer cans in my truck bed
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| That’s your kiss, that’s your red that ain’t comin' off
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| You’re on my mind, all the damn time
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| Girl you’re on your way to killin' me tonight
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| I wanna be that lean in, close your eyes
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| Full moon high you’re on
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| Like red mud clay on these grips
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| Like summer time on your lips
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| You’re on ever country song dashboard station
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| Every shirt I got, your perfume ain’t fadin'
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| You’re on those empty beer cans in my truck bed
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| That’s your kiss, that’s your red that ain’t comin' off
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| You’re on my mind, all the damn time
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| Girl you’re on your way to killin' me tonight
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| I wanna be that lean in, close your eyes
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| I wanna be that lean in, close your eyes
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| Full moon high you’re on
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| You’re on |