(Chorus) Baby, what’d you say, we hit a two lane blacktop And take it down a country road (Chorus) Baby, what’d you say, we hit a two lane blacktop And take it down a country road It’s a real good day to go out for a ride And, maybe listen to the radio Got a full tank of gas in my ’83 Camaro And, I never have felt so free Aw, baby, what’d you say, you go flyin’ down the highway Riding shotgun with me.
Been working all week for the city, girl, I sure could use a break I know a spot in the backwoods and some dirt roads we can take There’s a place way back on the creek bank Where the young folks go to park Why you ought to see the way the stars light up When the sky gets nice and dark.
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Got my guitar in the back seat, got a cooler in my trunk We can sit beneath them cypress trees while we watch the sun come up Running down this back road, I got one arm on the wheel Climb on in beside me girl, and we’ll make them old tires squeal.
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Now, your Daddy swears I’m crazy and you Momma says the same But, I think this ole Chevrolet is the only one to blame.
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Aw, baby, what’d you say, you go flyin’ down the highway Riding shotgun with me.