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Full Tank of Gas
The Whythouse
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Come on
Whythouse
Every time I look at you, I get a feeling like I just can't control
We've been kickin' it for a while now
And there's somethin' about you that soothes my soul
Maybe it's that sexy smile or the way you're lookin' at me tonight
I don't care where we go, baby girl
As long as you're sittin' on the passenger side
Full tank of gas
I got the pedal to the floor, man, she loves to move fast
Forget the past
We're gonna fly down this dusty road
So, baby, lean back and enjoy that countryside
Lord have mercy, she'll love how my Chevy rides
Got her Waylon to a Morgan song, and it ain't over yet
The way she back it up, throwin' whiskey shots up to the sky
Tailgatin' all night 'til the sunrise
Let's dance 'til them boots come off, 'cause I can't get enough
I used to pick you up late at night
So your daddy didn't see me comin' down the road
Park the truck, tap my lights two times
Wait for you to sneak out your bedroom window
Or maybe it's the way she smelt like a summer breeze on a country night
The way she workin' that stick, I pop the clutch
Watch me put it into four-wheel drive
Full tank of gas
I got the pedal to the floor, man, she loves to move fast
Forget the past
We're gonna fly down this dusty road
So, baby, lean back and enjoy that countryside
Lord have mercy, she'll love how my Chevy rides
Got her Waylon to a Morgan song, and it ain't over yet
The way she back it up, throwin' whiskey shots up to the sky
Tailgatin' all night 'til the sunrise
Let's dance 'til them boots come off, 'cause I can't get enough
I can't get enough (I, I, I can't get enough)
I can't get enough (I, I, I can't get enough)
Full tank of gas
I got the pedal to the floor, man, she loves to move fast
Forget the past
We're gonna fly down this dusty road
So, baby, lean back and enjoy that countryside
Lord have mercy, she'll love how my Chevy rides
Got her Waylon to a Morgan song, and it ain't over yet
The way she back it up, throwin' whiskey shots up to the sky
Tailgatin' all night 'til the sunrise
Let's dance 'til them boots come off, 'cause I can't get enough
So, baby, lean back and enjoy that countryside
Lord have mercy, she'll love how my Chevy rides
Got her Waylon to a Morgan song, and it ain't over yet
The way she back it up, throwin' whiskey shots up to the sky
Tailgatin' all night 'til the sunrise
Let's dance 'til them boots come off, 'cause I can't get enough
I can't get enough of your love
But I can't get enough
I can't get enough of your love
But I can't get enough
I can't get enough (I'm on my way with a)
But I can't get enough (full tank of gas, baby)
I can't get enough
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