Singing Me Home
My baby's riding shotgunSingin just a little off keyHer feet on the dashboardTapping out the back beatThe song on the radio'sIs talking about the love we makeI know just what she's thinkingAnd I can't wait
Oh my sweet loveKeep singing me home(Keep singing, love, keep singing)Oh my sweet loveKeep singing me home(Keep singing, love, keep singing)
Her tanline's showingOut the waist of her cutoff jeansHer damp hair blowing out the windowIn the summer breezeGot the sunshineShining through the windshieldGot a hand on her legThe other on the wheel
Oh my sweet loveKeep singing me home(Keep singing, love, keep singing)Oh my sweet loveKeep singing me home(Keep singing, love, keep singing)
Oh and when we get togetherThe love we make togetherIt blows my mindEvery time we touchOh I can't get enough
[Guitar Solo]
So slide on in a little closerAnd lay your head here on my shoulder
Oh my sweet loveKeep singing me home(Keep singing, love, keep singing)Oh my sweet loveKeep singing me home(Keep singing, love, keep singing)
Oh my sweet loveKeep singing me homeOh my sweet loveKeep singing me homeKeep singing, love, keep singing me home
Wooohooo
Sunshine shining through the windshieldGot a hand on her legThe other on the wheel
LoveLoveLoveLoveLove
Sing me homeWhy don't you sing me home