Drive

I picked her up in this old truck. An '81 Dodge, a bucket of rust. Yeah, she sure made it feel brand new. With cracks in the windows, it was hard to Drive. No radio on, just to come hear smile. All the things that I would do. Well, she would slide on over to me. Get a little closer, and we could Drive. Get out of this town for a little while. Drive. Wind blowing her hair, that sexy smile. Drive. Yeah, just drive. Was only in town for a couple of days. I never thought I could be feeling this way. Ain't a damn thing I could do. Yeah, those tan legs And her blue eyes. One hand on the wheel, one between her thighs. And she slides on over to me. She gets a little closer and she says, "Drive. Get out of this town for a little while. Drive. Wind blowing her hair, that sexy smile. Drive. Yeah, baby, just drive. Drive. Get out of this town for a little while. Drive. Wind blowing her hair, that sexy smile. Drive. Yeah, baby, just drive." Even though you're a million miles away, Think about you every day. And I wish that I could Drive. Go back to that town for a little while. Drive. I'd do anything to see you smile. Drive. Drive. Get out of this town for a little while. Drive. Wind blowing her hair, that sexy smile. Drive. Yeah, baby, just Drive. Drive. Get out of this town for a little while. Drive. Wind blowing her hair, that sexy smile. Drive. Yeah, baby, just drive. Yeah. Yeah, baby, just drive. Just drive.