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She'd rather wear a pair of cut-off jeans than a fancy evening dress |
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And with her windows rolled down |
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And her hair blown all around |
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She's a hot southern mess |
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She'll take a beer over white wine |
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And a campfire over candlelight |
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And when it comes to love |
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Oh, her idea of a romantic night |
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Is listenin' to old Alabama |
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Drivin' through Tennessee |
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A little Dixieland Delight at the Right Time of the Night |
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And she can't keep her hands off of me |
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And now we're rollin' down an old back road |
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I got the steering wheel in one hand |
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We'll find a hideaway where she and I can play |
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In mother nature's band |
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Now we're listenin' to old Alabama |
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Parked somewhere in Tennessee |
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A little Dixieland Delight and It Feels So Right |
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And it's love in the first degree |
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Forget about Sinatra or Coltrane |
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Or some ol' Righteous Brothers' song |
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Even Barry White ain't gonna work tonight |
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If you really wanna turn her on |
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Play some back home, come on music |
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That comes from the heart |
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Play something with lots of feeling |
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'Cause that's where music has to start |
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Now we're listenin' to old Alabama |
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And we're drivin' through Tennessee |
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A little Dixieland Delight and It Feels So Right |
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And it's love in the first degree |
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Yeah you know we're listenin' to old Alabama |
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(Old Alabama) |
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Drivin' through Tennessee |
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(Tennessee) |
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A little Why Lady Why at the Right Time of the Night |
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Oh, and she can't keep her hands off of me |
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Oh, play me some old Alabama |
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Oh, play me some old Alabama |
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Won't you play me some old Alabama? |
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Play me some old Alabama, won't you play? |
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Yeehaw |
