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He wears a |
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Harley Jacket and a kiss me smile |
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Through his steel blue eyes |
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I can see for miles |
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He digs big band music and the |
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Rolling Stones |
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But we listen to country when we're all alone' |
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Cause it makes me crazy, it drives me wild |
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I like my lovin' country style |
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Well, we're listenin' to the radio flyin' down the highway |
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Feelin' like outlaws wind's goin' our way |
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Sittin' right beside him hell-bent, holdin' on |
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Flippin' through the stations lookin' for a fast song |
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Singin' along with the ones we know, listenin' to the radio |
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Well, we stop for gas, but not for long' |
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Cause that |
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Philco Radio keeps us movin' on |
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He floors that '66 |
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Mustang, rag top 289 |
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While I blow him kisses from the passenger side' |
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Cause it makes him crazy, it drives him wild |
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He likes his lovin' country style |
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Well, we're listenin' to the radio flyin' down the highway |
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Feelin' like outlaws wind's goin' our way |
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Sittin' right beside him hell-bent, holdin' on |
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Flippin' through the stations lookin' for a fast song |
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Singin' along with the ones we know, listenin' to the radio |
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Listenin' to the radio |
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I slide on over when the song slows down |
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I give him all my love to throw his arms around |
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We're so in love we never touch the ground |
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We blastin' through the wind in a wall of sound |
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Well, we're listenin' to the radio flyin' down the highway |
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Feelin' like outlaws wind's goin' our way |
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Sittin' right beside him hell-bent, holdin' on |
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Flippin' through the stations lookin' for a fast song |
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Singin' along with the ones we know, listenin' to the radio |
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Listenin' to the radio |
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Well, listen to the radio flyin' down the highway |
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Feelin' like outlaws wind's goin' our way |
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Sittin' right beside him hell-bent, holdin' on |
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Flippin' through the stations lookin' for a fast song |
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Singin' along with the ones we know, listenin' to the radio |
