Sweet Time

Well, that needle that climbed to 195 mph
And this boot of mine wants to kick that pedal straight in the face
This ain't that kinda night
There ain't no finish line, no, this ain't a race
I bought the bench not the buckets
And I'm feeling lucky, so slide on into me baby

We're taking our sweet time in a real fast car
Ain't running, no running, no red lights tonight
Just sitting in the park
Oh, hugging every curve of that long lane road
400 horses on a slow road
That Camaro kiss, two lonely hearts
Yeah, we're taking our sweet time in a real fast car
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Well, two kids starting fire and that cigarette lighter don't even work, ha ha
It's the windows fogging up kinda love spitting through a torn up Haggard t-shirt
Well, take those big blue eyes, baby watch those thighs
Don't knock us outta first
Yeah, the heat is on the rise
I'm trying to memorize every single one of your curves

We're taking our sweet time in a real fast car
Ain't running, no running, no red lights tonight
Just sitting in the park
Oh, hugging every curve of that long lane road
400 horses on a slow road
That Camaro kiss, two lonely hearts
Yeah, we're taking our sweet time in a real fast car

With the radio on, riding the brakes
We ain't got nothing but time to waste
So, let's take the long way home, girl
Whatcha say?

We're taking our sweet time in a real fast car
Ain't running, no running, no red lights tonight
Just sitting in the park
Oh, hugging every curve of that long lane road
400 horses on a slow road
That Camaro kiss, two lonely hearts
Yeah, we're taking our sweet time in a real fast car
Yeah, we're taking our sweet time in a real fast car
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah