Hey there baby where¡¯d you get that smile
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Make a country boy walk a country mile
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You¡¯re sweet like a peach from a Georgia farm
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Got a honey suckle kiss that will break a boy¡¯s heart
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I got a Chevrolet out in the parking lot
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With an empty seat and I know the spot
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It¡¯s a pretty good haul down an old dirt road
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I got a tank of gas and a radio
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Come on baby, be my shotgun rider
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Cruise through the country maybe, pull an all-nighter
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Every little Bonnie needs a Clyde beside her
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Come on baby, be my shotgun rider
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Now put your pretty tan toes up on my dash
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Lay your head on my shoulder, baby kick on back
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We can put a 100 miles on this old truck
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Or pull on over, fog the windows up
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Come on baby, be my shotgun rider
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Cruise through the country, maybe pull an all-nighter
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Every little Bonnie needs a Clyde beside her
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Come on baby, be my shotgun rider
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Now baby don¡¯t say no
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You know you wanna go
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There¡¯s a good time waiting on you
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Down that road
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Sure like to see your hair in the wind
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The moonlight dancing on your skin
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Wake up in the morning head towards the sun
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Like a couple outlaws out on the run.
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Come on baby, be my shotgun rider
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Cruise through the country, maybe pull an all-nighter
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Every little Bonnie needs a Clyde beside her
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Come on baby, be my shotgun
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Come on baby, be my shotgun rider
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Cruise through the country, maybe pull an all-nighter
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Every little Bonnie needs a Clyde beside her
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Come on baby, be my shotgun rider
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Shotgun Rider
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| Neal McCoy |
