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We can pop a top on a bottle of Boones. Have a front row seat to a big full moon. Kick back and listen to the crickets in the field. Find a star we can call our own Watch the lightning bugs til theyre gone. Light a fire of passion or lay real still. In the bed of my Tundra on the outskirts of town, We can dance standing up or lay a blanket down I can show you how much I love you, if you let me Make a memory well never forget Whisper little words Ive never said Ill pull you close when it gets hot and heavy In the bed of my Tundra. Baby slide off your boots down to your bare feet. Those cut offs and tan lines are killin me. Move on over, lay your head on my shoulder, well stay a while. Steal a little kiss as the whip-poor-wills, Sing through the trees with a southern feel. We can sit on the tailgate and wait till it feels right. In the bed of my Tundra on the outskirts of town, We can dance standing up or lay a blanket down I can show you how much I love you, if you let me Make a memory well never forget Whisper little words Ive never said Ill pull you close when it gets hot and heavy In the bed of my Tundra. In the bed of my Tundra on the outskirts of town, We can dance standing up or lay a blanket down I can show you how much I love you, if you let me Make a memory well never forget Whisper little words Ive never said Ill pull you close when it gets hot and heavy In the bed of my Tundra. In the bed of my Tundra.
Posted on: Wed, 23 Oct 2013 11:00:19 +0000

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