The sky's on fire and I'm on my way,
To pick her up, I don't wanna be late.
She's been on my mind all day.
I'm right on time and I can't wait
I can't wait, I can't wait.
To pull out the drive, roll down a window.
Take a little ride out where the cotton grows.
Turn down an old dirt road and
go as far as she let me go.
Later on, pull off the shoulder.
Take a chance, slide a little closer.
Take it fast, take it slow
As far as she'll let me go
Here she comes, a flower in her hair.
Dressed to kill, I can't help but stare.
She climbs in, I'm shifting gears.
She says "Baby, Lets get out of here."
Out of here, out of here
So I pulled out the drive, rolled down a window.
Take a little ride out where the cotton grows.
Turn down an old dirt road and
go as far as she let me go.
Later on, pull off the shoulder.
Take a little chance, slide a little closer.
Take it fast, take it slow
As far as she'll let me go
She can tell by the smile on my face,
That I don't care how long it takes,
Long it takes, long it takes.
I could do this everyday!
Pull out the drive, roll down a window.
Take a little ride out where the cotton grows.
Turn down an old dirt road and
go as far as she let me go.
Later on, pull off the shoulder.
Take a chance, slide a little closer.
Take it fast, take it slow
As far as she'll let me go