Becky was a beauty from south alabama
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Her daddy had a heart like a nine-pound hammer
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Think he even did a little time in the slammer
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What was i thinkin'
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She snuck out one night and met me by the front gate
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Her daddy came out wavin' that twelve gauge
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We tore out the drive he peppered my tailgate
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What was i thinkin'
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Oh, i knew there'd be hell to pay
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But that crossed my mind a little too late...'cause i was
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[chorus]
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Thinkin''bout a little white tank top sittin' right
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There in the middle by me
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I was thinkin''bout a long kiss man just gotta get
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Goin' where the night might lead
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I know what i was feelin'
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But what was i thinkin'...what was i thinkin'
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By the county line the cops were nippin' on our heels
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Pulled off the road and kicked it in four-wheel
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Shut off the lights and tore through the corn field
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What was i thinkin'
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Out the other side she was hollerin' faster
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Took a dirt road and had the radio blastin'
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Hit the honky tonk for a little close dancin'
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What was i thinkin'
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Oh, i knew there'd be hell to pay
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But that crossed my mind a little too late...'cause i was
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[repeat chorus]
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When a mountain of a man with a "born to kill" tattoo
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Tried to cut in i knocked out his front tooth
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We ran outside hood-slidin' like bo duke
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What was i thinkin'
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I finally got her home at a half past too late
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Her daddy's in a lawn chair sittin' on the driveway
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Put it in park as he started my way
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What was i thinkin', oh what was i thinkin'
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Then she gave a come-and-get-me grin
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And like a bullet we were gone again... 'cause i was
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[repeat chorus]
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What Was I Thinkin'
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| Dierks Bentley |
