Next To You,Next To Me
Ridin' down the road in my pick-up truckYa' better be ready 'cause I'm pickin' you upWith a full moon a shinin' and a little bit a' luckWe'll run out outta gas and maybe get stuckWe could get lost baby I don't care
I ain't worried as long as you're thereThere ain't no place that I'd rather beNext to you, sittin' next to meThere ain't no place that I'd rather beNext to you, next to meBarbecue chicken in aluminum foil
Just enough money for my gas and oilWho needs your shrimp and your caviarI'd sooner have you just the way you areRich people got their money to holdMansion on the hill and diamonds and goldIt can't compare as far as I can seeNext to you sittin' next to meThere ain't no place that I'd rather be
Next to you, next to meRadio playin' our favorite songI'll change the station if the news comes onWhen the signal ain't comin' in too strongWe'll make our own music honey all night longIf the Good Lord's willin' when we're old and grayThe kids are grown up and moved awayWe'll be rockin' there side by sideWith barbeque chicken and the tv guideWell, there ain't no place that I'd rather beNext to, sittin' next to meNo, there ain't no place that I'd rather beNext to you, next to meThere ain't no place that I'd rather beNext to you, sittin' next to meNext to you, next to meNext to you, next to meNext to you, next to meNext to you, next to me