歌曲 | What Was I Thinkin' |
歌手 | Dierks Bentley |
专辑 | Dierks Bentley |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
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] |
zuo qu : Beavers, Bentley, Ruttan | |
zuo ci : 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 |
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 |