Wait for It

Found it out back in my grandpa's barn
Clear as water in a mason jar
We were sixteen chasing a high
Spun off the lid gonna give it a try
Kinda like the sun in a big blue sky
Must be the reason they call it shine, call it shine
Tip back, throw back
Go on and take a sip
And then just wait for, wait for it
Gonna feel the kick
It's like that first time summer time kiss
White lighting when it hits your lips
A little kick-start, flip your heart
Hit it again
And you just wait for, wait for it
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Red Impala on County Road Three
Under the stars just her and me
Mellencamp playing on the radio
Tryin' to be a front seat Romeo
She slid up close, put her hand on my chest
Said, "(boy) don't you wanna get a taste of this, taste of this"



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Writer(s): Bryan Gene White, Mary Haller, Joseph W. Brasch
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