Everybody's asking 'bout my new boyfriend
They wanna know what makes him so different
Does he own a pick-up truck? Spend his time jackin' it up? Nah
He doesn't worship chrome and steel 'cause he's got me
He's into my songs, into my guitars
He's into ridin' shot gun in my fast car
Yeah, he's into everything about me
He's into my arms, gettin' into my heart
He's into this back road where it's pitch black dark
'Cause every single kiss and every little thing I do
That's what he's into, uh
That's what he's into
His friends call him up to hang out on the weekend
But a cold beer sittin' on a tailgate that don't phase him
'Cause he's got better things to do
Like gettin' real close as close as he wants to
Hmm, and lovin' up on me, uh
He's into my songs, into my guitars
He's into ridin' shot gun in my fast car
Yeah, he's into everything about me
He's into my arms, gettin' into my heart
He's into this back road where it's pitch black dark
'Cause every single kiss and every little thing I do
That's what he's into, uh
That's what he's into
He's into my songs, into my guitars
He's into ridin' shot gun in my fast car
Yeah, he's into everything about me
Yeah, he's into my arms, gettin' into my heart
He's into this back road where it's pitch black dark
'Cause every single kiss and every little thing I do
That's what he's into, uh
That's what he's into, yeah
That's what he's into
