Come on Baby, Lets Go
Me and the boys were a cutting up
Polishing off a case of beer
Got the tailgate down radio up
With no particular place to go
When my cell phone rings
Can only mean one thing
And it's music to my ears
I'll see ya fellas
Its getting late
I got to go
Hop on over to the front seat
Slide on over til our hips meet
Love to see that smile as you change that dial
When you find that country beat
You don't care where we go
As long as we get there by the back road
Oh come on baby
Let's go
You scream with delight cause the roads real rough
You giggle at my muddy shirt
Don't want to leave the impression
And have you a guessing
That I'm just a big flirt
I really love you laugh and the way you relax
As listen to my stupid jokes
Oh com'on baby
Let's go
It's the way you make me feel
When I know that you're for real
And I hope you really feel it too
I got to trust you really do
Back in town, wheeling in the car wash
Grab the quarters off the instrument case
I smile as I think, you're looking so cute
As I see your dirt freckled face
You're sweeping back and forth
Spraying that foam
With a sparkle in your eye
Oh com'on baby
Lets go
Hop on over to the front seat
Slide on over till our hips meet
Love to see that smile as you change that dial
When you find that country beat
You don't care where we go
As long as we get there by the back road
Oh com'on baby
Let's go
Oh com'on baby
Let's go
Oh com'on baby
Let's go
Polishing off a case of beer
Got the tailgate down radio up
With no particular place to go
When my cell phone rings
Can only mean one thing
And it's music to my ears
I'll see ya fellas
Its getting late
I got to go
Hop on over to the front seat
Slide on over til our hips meet
Love to see that smile as you change that dial
When you find that country beat
You don't care where we go
As long as we get there by the back road
Oh come on baby
Let's go
You scream with delight cause the roads real rough
You giggle at my muddy shirt
Don't want to leave the impression
And have you a guessing
That I'm just a big flirt
I really love you laugh and the way you relax
As listen to my stupid jokes
Oh com'on baby
Let's go
It's the way you make me feel
When I know that you're for real
And I hope you really feel it too
I got to trust you really do
Back in town, wheeling in the car wash
Grab the quarters off the instrument case
I smile as I think, you're looking so cute
As I see your dirt freckled face
You're sweeping back and forth
Spraying that foam
With a sparkle in your eye
Oh com'on baby
Lets go
Hop on over to the front seat
Slide on over till our hips meet
Love to see that smile as you change that dial
When you find that country beat
You don't care where we go
As long as we get there by the back road
Oh com'on baby
Let's go
Oh com'on baby
Let's go
Oh com'on baby
Let's go
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Writer(s): Tod Marsella
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