Heated Seats

Monday morning
Last night I'm drinking wine
Went to bed just feeling fine
Now my head is drumming beats
But It's not the coffee
That brings me to my feet
The only thing that gets me out the door
Is the thought of those heated seats

Love my heated seats
So good on my butt cheeks
Love my heated seats
Feels good on my butt cheeks

Tuesday morning
Want to stay in bed and hide
There's snow and ice outside
Only 32 degrees
But I gotta get up
The day won't wait for me
The only thing waiting out that door
Is those heated seats

I don't want to go to work today
Got better things to do
Better places I could go
I'll take the long road
Maybe find my way to you
We'll take a ride and spend some time

On my heated seats
So good on my butt cheeks
I love my heated seats
Feels good on my butt cheeks

Wednesday morning

It's a hundred degrees
Love my heated seats
So good on my butt cheeks

Thursday morning

These seats are calling me
Love my heated seats
So good on my butt cheeks

Friday morning
They got my number

Love my heated seats
So good on my butt cheeks
It's a hundred degrees
Love my heated seats

Love my heated seats
So good on my butt cheeks
It's a hundred degrees
So good on my butt cheeks



Credits
Writer(s): Jon Taylor
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