| She’s a dashboard DJ
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| Seatbelt hugging a white tank
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| Blue eyed smile, spinning that dial
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| And stops it on a love thing
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| But when she starts moving
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| Yeah she knows what she’s doing
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| She’s got me likin' love songs
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| Even got these old boots tapping along
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| So pretty sitting shotgun, singing like whoa whoa
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| Makes me think of her, makes me think of this
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| Midnight moonlight slow kiss
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| She’s got me likin' love songs
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| I keep turning em up, cause it’s turning her on
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| I hate to admit it
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| But I made her a playlist
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| It ain’t my jam, but watching her damn
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| She knows how to work it
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| And when she gets in that sweet zone
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| She wants to go all night long
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| She’s got me likin' love songs
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| Even got these old boots tapping along
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| So pretty sitting shotgun, singing like whoa whoa
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| Makes me think of her, makes me think of this
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| Midnight moonlight slow kiss
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| She’s got me likin' love songs
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| I keep turning em up, cause it’s turning her on
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| On flip on like a light
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| A low beam clicked on up to high
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| When my baby gets to shining that bright
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| It’s on, it’s on, it’s on, it’s on
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| She’s got me likin' love songs
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| Even got these old boots tapping along
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| So pretty sitting shotgun, singing like whoa whoa
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| Makes me think of her, makes me think of this
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| Midnight moonlight slow kiss
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| She’s got me likin' love songs
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| I keep turning em up, cause it’s turning her on
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| Cause it’s turning her on
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| Cause it’s turning her on
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| Likin' love songs
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| She’s got me likin' love songs |