Baptist Parking Lot

In this town a girl like me
Ain't got nowhere to go
Without my mama finding out
Before I even get back home
I could hide out in the bleachers
But I don't play those games
If I partied at the trailer park
Well I'd wreck my family name

So I take a right on 55 down a gravel road
Pull up to a shady spot
Where no one thinks to go

In the back of that Baptist parking lot
In the bed of his Chevrolet
Pass the bottle, take a shot
Wash our sins away
It's a little white lie no one's ever gonna find
Just across the county line
Making the most of what we got
In the back of that Baptist parking lot

I tell mama every Wednesday night
I'm going out to church
I cross my heart and dot my I's
What she don't know won't hurt
Let the town think what they want
About this homecoming queen
Underneath this Bible Belt there's another side of me

In the back of that Baptist parking lot
In the bed of his Chevrolet
Pass the bottle, take a shot
Wash our sins away
It's a little white lie no one's ever gonna find
Just across the county line
Making the most of what we got
In the back of that Baptist parking lot

Well that tall white steeple
Keeps our tall tales secret
Only the good Lord knows
If that tall white steeple
Ever tells our secrets
Have mercy on my soul

In the back of that Baptist parking lot
(Back of that Baptist parking lot)
In the back of that Baptist parking lot (parking lot)
Hey!

In the back of that Baptist parking lot
In the bed of his Chevrolet
Pass the bottle, take a shot
Wash our sins away
It's a little white lie no one's ever gonna find
Just across the county line
Making the most of what we got
In the back of that Baptist parking lot

In the back of that Baptist parking lot



Credits
Writer(s): Stefanie Claire Bartlett, Mary Heather Hickman, Alexander Schofield
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