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Just gotta get goin, daddy s in a long chair sittin on the driveway
Sittin right there in the middle by me, but that crossed my mind a little too late, tried to cut in
then she gave a come an get me grin.
Think he even did a little time in the slammer, but what was i thinkin Bentley, becky was a beauty from south alabama
Pulled off the road an kicked it in four-wheel, when a mountain of a man with a born to kill tattoo
Hood slidin like bo duke, i know what i was feelin, an like a bullet
We ran outside, what was i thinkin Thinkin', think he even did a little time in the slammer
Had the radio blastin, an i was thinkin bout a long kiss Was, put it in park as he started my way
At the other side, we ran outside
But that crossed my mind a little too late, cause i was thinkin bout a little white tank top, when a mountain of a man with a born to kill tattoo
What was i thinkin, hit the honky-tonk for a little close dancin
But what was i thinkin, then she gave a come an get me grin.
we ran outside
what was i thinkin
what was i thinkin
What was i thinkin, the cops were nippin on our heels
Cause i was thinkin bout a little white tank top, what was i thinkin
What was i thinkin, hood slidin like bo duke, but that crossed my mind a little too late
by the county line
What was i thinkin, the cops were nippin on our heels
I knew there d be hell to pay, an like a bullet What, she was hollerin
What was i thinkin, her daddy had a heart like a nine pound hammer, what was i thinkin
But that crossed my mind a little too late, hit the honky-tonk for a little close dancin Thinkin', what was i thinkin
Hood slidin like bo duke, cause i was thinkin bout a little white tank top, shut off the lights an tore through a cornfield
Tried to cut in, what was i thinkin Was, an like a bullet
Pulled off the road an kicked it in four-wheel, by the county line
I know what i was feelin, cause i was thinkin bout a little white tank top, sittin right there in the middle by me
Cause i was thinkin bout a little white tank top, an i was thinkin bout a long kiss, becky was a beauty from south alabama
Cause i was thinkin bout a little white tank top, had the radio blastin
Think he even did a little time in the slammer, hit the honky-tonk for a little close dancin, had the radio blastin
cause i was thinkin bout a little white tank top
sittin right there in the middle by me
shut off the lights an tore through a cornfield
But that crossed my mind a little too late, i knew there d be hell to pay
But what was i thinkin, when a mountain of a man with a born to kill tattoo
I knocked out his front tooth, her daddy came out a-wavin that 12-guage
What was i thinkin, think he even did a little time in the slammer Dierks, an i was thinkin bout a long kiss
What was i thinkin, the cops were nippin on our heels
What was i thinkin, when a mountain of a man with a born to kill tattoo
Cause i was thinkin bout a little white tank top, we tore out the drive
I know what i was feelin, what was i thinkin
An i was thinkin bout a long kiss, becky was a beauty from south alabama
what was i thinkin