My baby's riding shotgun
Singing just a little off key
Her feet on the dashboard
Tapping out the back beat
The song on the radio
Is talking about the love we make
I know just what she's thinking
And I can't wait
Oh, my sweet love, keep singing me home
Keep singing, love, keep singing
Oh my sweet love, keep singing me home
Keep singing, love, keep singing
Her tanline's showing
At the waist of her cutoff jeans
Her damp hair blowing out the window
In the summer breeze
Got the sunshine shining through the windshield
Got a hand on her leg the other on the wheel
My sweet love, keep singing me home
Keep singing, love, keep singing
Oh, my sweet love, keep singing me home
Keep singing, love, keep singing
Oh, and when we get together
The love we make together it blows my mind
Every time we touch
Oh, I can't get enough
So slide on in a little closer
And lay your head here on my shoulder
Oh, my sweet love, keep singing me home
Keep singing, love, keep singing
Oh my sweet love, keep singing me home
Keep singing, love, keep singing
Oh, oh my sweet love keep singing me home
Oh, my sweet love keep singing me home
Keep singing, love, keep singing me home
Sunshine's shining through the windshield
Got a hand on her leg, the other on the wheel
Love, love, love, love, love
Sing me home, why don't you sing me home
That's right

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