| Hey there honey, in your cut up jeans
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| Whatcha drinkin'? |
| I was thinkin' you could save a sip for me
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| I’ve been lookin' cross the party all night long
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| At you movin' your hips with your pretty lips singin' along
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| To a country song
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| Climb on up here with me
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| In my truck 'cause if we
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| Don’t go ridin' around
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| I’m gonna run my battery down
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| So if you’re ready to roll, girl, just let me know, girl
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| I don’t know who brought you here and he left you alone
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| But he ain’t worth the time you’re spendin'
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| Textin' him on the phone, girl
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| It’s time to move on, girl
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| I got a radio and a shotgun seat
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| And it’s gettin' late
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| It’s time for me to take you home, girl
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| It’s alright if you live way out
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| I got enough gas to take you all over this town. |
| yeah
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| When we pull in the drive, I’ll walk you up to the door
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| I’m a good guy girl, I’ll settle for a kiss on the porch
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| Unless you want one more
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| Now he ain’t payin' no attention
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| Don’t know what he’s missin'
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| So baby, what do ya say?
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| Why don’t you just walk this way?
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| When you’re ready to roll, girl
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| Just let me know, girl
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| I don’t know who brought you here and he left you alone
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| But he ain’t worth the time you’re spending textin' him on the phone
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| It’s time to move on, girl
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| I got a radio and a shotgun seat
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| And it’s getting late
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| It’s time for me to take you home, girl
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| Come on, let’s go, girl
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| So when you’re ready to roll, girl
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| We can take it nice and slow girl
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| Might even find a place to park
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| Sit there and watch the stars
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| Put on a show, girl
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| Hey, I don’t know, girl
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| I got a radio and a shotgun seat
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| And it’s getting late
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| It’s time for me to take you home, girl
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| You can be my home girl |