Alex Hall - Wide Open Lyrics
Alex Hall - Wide Open Lyrics
You got me feeling like 16, young boy, stealing flowers from a yard|Trying to impress you, like let's go take a ride, baby I just got a car||I know if it goes like I know I want it to|I'll feel a feeling I ain't felt in a while|So baby take a chance, roll with me, you know we can|Drive to anywhere you'd like||CHORUS|cause its a first time, butterflies, playing it cool|I got this one shot, burning hot, Im all into you|You got me running wild, damn girl I love your style|Keep these emotions rolling, let it go wide open||You got your ray bans on, how can I drive, when I know your looking at me|On this endless backroad, lights low, you slide on across the seat||I know if it goes like I know I want it to|I'll feel a feeling I ain't felt in a while|You got me acting like 16, young boy, stealing flowers from a yard||CHORUS||It's just a feel good, feeling right, tearing down a Friday night|Radio, cranked up, speakers beating ‘bout to blow|My angel next to me, singing out our melody|Pretty girl its just you and me||CHORUS|
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You got me feeling like 16, young boy, stealing flowers from a yard|Trying to impress you, like let's go take a ride, baby I just got a car||I know if it goes like I know I want it to|I'll feel a feeling I ain't felt in a while|So baby take a chance, roll with me, you know we can|Drive to anywhere you'd like||CHORUS|cause its a first time, butterflies, playing it cool|I got this one shot, burning hot, Im all into you|You got me running wild, damn girl I love your style|Keep these emotions rolling, let it go wide open||You got your ray bans on, how can I drive, when I know your looking at me|On this endless backroad, lights low, you slide on across the seat||I know if it goes like I know I want it to|I'll feel a feeling I ain't felt in a while|You got me acting like 16, young boy, stealing flowers from a yard||CHORUS||It's just a feel good, feeling right, tearing down a Friday night|Radio, cranked up, speakers beating ‘bout to blow|My angel next to me, singing out our melody|Pretty girl its just you and me||CHORUS|