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I was thinking about parking the other night |
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We was out on a back road |
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Me and my woman was just gettin' right |
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All systems on overload |
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The radio blasting in the front seat |
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Turning out the music fine |
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We was snuggled up in the back seat |
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Making up for lost time |
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Steamy windows -- zero visibility |
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Steamy windows -- coming from the body heat |
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You can wine and dine with a woman all night |
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With good intent |
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But there's soemthing about a confrontation on a back road |
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Breaks down the defense |
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Steamy windows -- zero visibility |
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Steamy windows -- coming from the body heat |
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There's a sound outside the front door |
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And I know it's just the wind |
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But it makes her snuggle up |
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just a little bit closer |
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And it starts things happening again |
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Steamy windows -- ain't nobody can see |
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Steamy windows -- coming from the body heat |
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Steamy windows -- zero visibility |
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Steamy windows -- coming from the body heat |
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Steamy windows |
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Steamy windows |
