| When we was ridin' down the road with the wind in our hair
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| She was singin' Lynyrd Skynyrd like ain’t nobody there
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| She sang «and this bird you can not change»
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| I watch her sing I watch her dance
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| I watch her move up in them pants
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| She’s down for me and she’s down to ride
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| I’m tryin' to see if she’s down tonight
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| The harder I mash the louder she gets
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| I’m swervin' fast from ditch to ditch
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| When I slow it down she said «what the hell»
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| You havin' fun well I can tell
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| Baby doll that’s kinda my style
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| I slow it down and cruise a while
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| I watch you grin, I see you smile
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| Just kickin' it with my country dime
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| Let’s head down to the creek, baby put one in the air
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| 'Cause as long as I’m with you, hell I don’t even care
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| 'Cause she’s my Patsy Cline, Tanya Tucker, Broadway Bette Davis
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| She’s tearin' up my truck my Mrs. Underwood is gettin' crazy
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| Reba McEntire she fancy I know she fine
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| My two cents says she’s a dime, know she gets it all the time
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| Off in them backwoods we cruisin' foot on the gas I don’t plan to stop
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| Swear I give her everything I can but I don’t have a lot
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| She’s my Bonnie to my Clyde and she finally arrived
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| Told my baby slow it down, she told me shut up and drive
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| When we was ridin' down the road with the wind in our hair
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| She was singin' Lynyrd Skynyrd like ain’t nobody there
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| She sang «and this bird you can not change»
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| Ain’t got a dollar to our name just a cooler of beer
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| Long as she’s sittin' shotgun man I don’t even care
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| She sang «and this bird you can not change»
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| Yeah, hey
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| I called her shotgun Sally with a Fireball bottle
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| In that bikini top with them sunglasses and the earrings shaped like sand dollas
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| We roll, from that red clay to the sea salt air of the beaches
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| They can stare but believe me this Georgia boy ain’t sharin' these peaches
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| She got a look on her face like well you better hit the gas no brake lights
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| Shook that thing like a diamond back and my neck stays red from the snake bites
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| Road dogs we the definition, let’s ride out we forever missin'
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| And every kiss is evidence that it’s better when that’s where she’s sittin'
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| Meet me on them two paths right off of them backroads
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| Front seat gettin' moved back, let’s just see where that goes
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| Slow and easy goin' we got nothin' but time
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| She get’s me goin' knowin' damn well she’s blowin' my mind
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| But it’s fine she’s got a way to chill me out when it ain’t all good
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| When the money ain’t flowin' like it should
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| Baby girl you know I’d buy you the world if I could
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| She said naw just take me drinkin' ridin' 'round in them woods
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| When we was ridin' down the road with the wind in our hair
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| She was singin' Lynyrd Skynyrd like ain’t nobody there
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| She sang «and this bird you can not change»
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| Ain’t got a dollar to our name just a cooler of beer
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| Long as she’s sittin' shotgun man I don’t even care
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| She sang «and this bird you can not change»
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| When we was ridin' down the road with the wind in our hair
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| She was singin' Lynyrd Skynyrd like ain’t nobody there
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| She sang «and this bird you can not change»
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| Ain’t got a dollar to our name just a cooler of beer
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| Long as she’s sittin' shotgun man I don’t even care
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| She sang «and this bird you can not change» |