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Ridin' down the road in my pick-up truck |
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Ya' better be ready 'cause I'm pickin' you up |
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With a full moon a shinin' and a little bit a' luck |
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We'll run out outta gas and maybe get stuck |
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We could get lost baby I don't care |
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I ain't worried as long as you're there |
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There ain't no place that I'd rather be |
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Next to you, sittin' next to me |
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There ain't no place that I'd rather be |
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Next to you, next to me |
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Barbecue chicken in aluminum foil |
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Just enough money for my gas and oil |
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Who needs your shrimp and your caviar |
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I'd sooner have you just the way you are |
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Rich people got their money to hold |
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Mansion on the hill and diamonds and gold |
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It can't compare as far as I can see |
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Next to you sittin' next to me |
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There ain't no place that I'd rather be |
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Next to you, next to me |
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Radio playin' our favorite song |
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I'll change the station if the news comes on |
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When the signal ain't comin' in too strong |
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We'll make our own music honey all night long |
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If the Good Lord's willin' when we're old and gray |
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The kids are grown up and moved away |
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We'll be rockin' there side by side |
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With barbeque chicken and the tv guide |
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Well, there ain't no place that I'd rather be |
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Next to, sittin' next to me |
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No, there ain't no place that I'd rather be |
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Next to you, next to me |
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There ain't no place that I'd rather be |
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Next to you, sittin' next to me |
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Next to you, next to me |
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Next to you, next to me |
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Next to you, next to me |
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Next to you, next to me |
