Songteksten

The fireflies sippin' through the night, Like slow dancin' heaven gonna take our sweet time, Somethin' about that southern sky, Got us walkin' on holy ground crossin' every line, You could be my bench seat dream, You could my Nashville king, We could take this down to the river, Get stuck in the middle of a good time, You wanna get those hands on me, I wanna tell you everything, Like my favorite song at 2 am I just gotta play it back, I can drink to that, I can drink to that, I can drink to that, I can drink to that Let's stay out til' we see the sun, Throw back the moon chase it down with some rum, Let's keep it you and me one on one, Let's cruise down 65 real fast while we're young You could be my bench seat dream, You could my Nashville king, We could take this down to the river, Get stuck in the middle of a good time, You wanna get those hands on me, I wanna tell you everything, Like my favorite song at 2 am I just gotta play it back, I can drink to that, I can drink to that, I can drink to that, I can drink to that You're that somethin' that i never wanna miss, Like a shot of whiskey baby burnin' on my lips, I got that summer lovin' that you can't resist, Let's mix it up in a red cup I can drink to that, I can drink to that, I can drink to that, I can drink to that
Writer(s): William Felix Vanderheyden, Neil Mason, Matt Sherman, Chelsea Rose Davenport Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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