Songteksten

Out on the Friday drive I got you by my side The way that you're pulling me in, I'm pulling over tonight You turn the music up, playing the songs you like Singing just a little off-key, but I can't get enough Let's not wait another minute I can see those sitting limits Find the backroom no one knows Turn the music down, nice and low So give me one more kiss, to taste your sweet lips And on the smell of your back, can't get enough of that Dance slow all night under the moonlit sky When I look in your eyes, I get butterflies No sense in trying to fight it Girl, I'm not trying to hide it When you get that look in your eyes I wanna make your night I wanna make your night Keep drumming my chest You got me speechless The way that you're looking right now, my head's a damn mess You know them blue jeans That plain white T Girl, you don't even know what it's doing to me So give me one more kiss, to taste your sweet lips And on the smell of your back, can't get enough of that Dance slow all night under the moonlit sky When I look in your eyes, I get butterflies No sense in trying to fight it Girl, I'm not trying to hide it When you get that look in your eyes I wanna make your night I wanna make your night Let's not wait another minute I can see those sitting limits Find the backroom no one knows Turn the music down, nice and low So give me one more kiss, to taste your sweet lips And on the smell of your back, can't get enough of that Dance slow all night under the moonlit sky When I look in your eyes, I get butterflies No sense in trying to fight it Girl, I'm not trying to hide it When you get that look in your eyes I wanna make your night I wanna make your night Wanna make your night I wanna make your night I wanna make your night
Writer(s): David Thomson, Chad Walsh, Owen Barney Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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