I see a Range Rover runnin' with the keys left in, sittin' out front of this Piggly Wig, The owner's inside and we can run real quick Let's get in it
Or there's a swimming hole on my daddy's farm In the next county over, it ain't too far Take our birthday suits and a couple of jars Let's get in it
Honey we can sleep when we're dead I see a mess of trouble up ahead
Let's get in where no one knows You feel that tingle in your toes That just means we're headed somewhere good
Let's get in it up to our necks A little bit of crazy, a little bit of wreckless Some folks say we can't but I think we should
Honey, this thing feels a lot like love Let's get in it
There's a train that rollin' out of the yard We could sleep right past the late shift guard Hitch a ride in our own little private car
Or we could take a little trip of our own instead Go home and slide in my big brass bed Slip under the covers and over our heads Let's get in it
Honey we can sleep when we're dead I see a mess of trouble up ahead
Let's get in where no one knows You feel that tingle in your toes That just means we're headed somewhere good
Let's get in it up to our necks A little bit of crazy, a little bit of wreckless Some folks say we can't but I think we should
Honey, this thing feels a lot like love Let's get in it Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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