Eight Second Ride
C'mon!
I said hey girl what's your name?Haven't I seen you before?I recognized them dark green eyes when you walked through the door.Are you alone or are you with someone?She said a matter of fact I’m notSo I took her hand that's when it all began and we headed towards the parking lot.
She said hey boy, do you mind takin' me home tonight?'Cause I ain't ever seen a country boy with tires on his truck this highI said climb on up but honey watch the cup where I’m spitin’ my dip insideAnd hold on tight 'cause its gonna be wilder than any 8 second ride!
We went riding round rocking to the sound of "A Country Boy Can Surivive."And I knew then that she was my kind of girl 'cause she was singing every single lineThen she slid on over put my hand on hershoulder and I aksed her what she wanted to do.She said it (REALLY) dont matter where we go just as long as I ride with you.
She said hey boy, do you mind takin' me home tonight?'Cause I ain't ever seen a country boy with tires on his truck this highI said climb on up but honey watch the cup where I’m spitin’ my dip insideAnd hold on tight 'cause its gonna be wilder than any 8 second ride!
So we headed out to old Tobacco RoadPut the tailgate down and we made loveShe said true country boys hard to find, but I found one wilder than any 8 second ride
She said hey boy, do you mind takin' me home tonight?'Cause I ain't ever seen a country boy with tires on his truck this highI said climb on up but honey watch the cup where I’m spitin’ my dip insideAnd hold on tight 'cause its gonna be wilder than any 8 second ride!Yeah hold on tight 'cause its gonna be wilder than any 8 second ride!