| Song | What Was I Thinkin' |
| Artist | Dierks Bentley |
| Album | Dierks Bentley |
| 作曲 : Beavers, Bentley, Ruttan | |
| 作词 : Dierks Bentley | |
| Becky was a beauty from south Alabama | |
| Her daddy had a heart like a nine-pound hammer | |
| Think he even did a little time in the slammer | |
| What was I thinkin'? | |
| She snuck out one night and met me by the front gate | |
| Her daddy came out wavin' that twelve gauge | |
| We tore out the drive he peppered my tailgate | |
| What was I thinkin'? | |
| Oh, I knew there'd be hell to pay | |
| But that crossed my mind a little too late... | |
| 'cause I was... | |
| [chorus:] | |
| Thinkin' 'bout a little white tank top sittin' right | |
| There in the middle by me | |
| I was thinkin' 'bout a long kiss man just gotta get | |
| Goin' where a night might lead | |
| I know what I was feelin' | |
| But what was I thinkin'... what was I thinkin' | |
| By the county line the cops were nippin' on our heels | |
| Pulled off the road and kicked it in four-wheel | |
| Shut off the lights and tore through the corn field | |
| What was I thinkin'? | |
| Out the other side she was hollerin' faster | |
| Took a dirt road and had the radio blastin' | |
| Hit the honky tonk for a little close dancin' | |
| What was I thinkin'? | |
| Oh, I knew there'd be hell to pay | |
| But that crossed my mind a little too late... | |
| 'cause I was... | |
| [repeat chorus] | |
| When a mountain of a man with a "born to kill" tattoo | |
| Tried to cut in I knocked out his front tooth | |
| We ran outside hood-slidin' like bo duke | |
| What was I thinkin'? | |
| I finally got her home at a half past too late | |
| Her daddy's in a lawn chair sittin' on the driveway | |
| Put it in park as he started my way | |
| What was I thinkin', oh what was I thinkin' | |
| Then she gave a come-and-get-me grin | |
| And like a bullet we were gone again... 'cause I was | |
| [repeat chorus] |
| zuò qǔ : Beavers, Bentley, Ruttan | |
| zuò cí : Dierks Bentley | |
| Becky was a beauty from south Alabama | |
| Her daddy had a heart like a ninepound hammer | |
| Think he even did a little time in the slammer | |
| What was I thinkin'? | |
| She snuck out one night and met me by the front gate | |
| Her daddy came out wavin' that twelve gauge | |
| We tore out the drive he peppered my tailgate | |
| What was I thinkin'? | |
| Oh, I knew there' d be hell to pay | |
| But that crossed my mind a little too late... | |
| ' cause I was... | |
| chorus: | |
| Thinkin' ' bout a little white tank top sittin' right | |
| There in the middle by me | |
| I was thinkin' ' bout a long kiss man just gotta get | |
| Goin' where a night might lead | |
| I know what I was feelin' | |
| But what was I thinkin'... what was I thinkin' | |
| By the county line the cops were nippin' on our heels | |
| Pulled off the road and kicked it in fourwheel | |
| Shut off the lights and tore through the corn field | |
| What was I thinkin'? | |
| Out the other side she was hollerin' faster | |
| Took a dirt road and had the radio blastin' | |
| Hit the honky tonk for a little close dancin' | |
| What was I thinkin'? | |
| Oh, I knew there' d be hell to pay | |
| But that crossed my mind a little too late... | |
| ' cause I was... | |
| repeat chorus | |
| When a mountain of a man with a " born to kill" tattoo | |
| Tried to cut in I knocked out his front tooth | |
| We ran outside hoodslidin' like bo duke | |
| What was I thinkin'? | |
| I finally got her home at a half past too late | |
| Her daddy' s in a lawn chair sittin' on the driveway | |
| Put it in park as he started my way | |
| What was I thinkin', oh what was I thinkin' | |
| Then she gave a comeandgetme grin | |
| And like a bullet we were gone again... ' cause I was | |
| repeat chorus |