What Was I Thinkin'
Becky was a beauty from South Alabama
Her daddy had a heart like a nine pound hammer
Think he even did a little time in the slammer
What was I thinkin'?
She snuck out one night and met me by the front gate
Her daddy came out wavin' that 12-gauge
We tore out the drive, he peppered my tailgate
What was I thinkin'?
Oh, I knew there'd be hell to pay
But that crossed my mind a little too late
'Cause I was thinkin' 'bout a little white tank top
Sittin' right there in the middle by me
I was thinkin' 'bout a long kiss
Man, just gotta get goin' where the night might lead
I know what I was feelin'
But what was I thinkin'?
What was I thinkin'?
By the county line, the cops were nippin' on our heels
Pulled off the road and kicked it in four-wheel
Shut off the lights and tore through a cornfield
What was I thinkin'?
Out the other side, she was hollerin', "Faster"
Took a dirt road, had the radio blastin'
Hit the honky-tonk for a little close dancin'
What was I thinkin'?
Oh, I knew there'd be hell to pay
But that crossed my mind a little too late
'Cause I was thinkin' 'bout a little white tank top
Sittin' right there in the middle by me
I was thinkin' 'bout a long kiss
Man, just gotta get goin' where the night might lead
I know what I was feelin'
But what was I thinkin'?
When a mountain of a man with a "Born to kill" tattoo
Tried to cut in, I knocked out his front tooth
We ran outside, hood slidin' like Bo Duke
What was I thinkin'?
I finally got her home at a half past two, later
Daddy's in a lawn chair sittin' on the driveway
Put it in park as he started my way
What was I thinkin'?
Oh, what was I thinkin'?
Oh, what was I thinkin'?
Then she gave a "Come and get me" grin
And like a bullet, we were gone again
'Cause I was thinkin' 'bout a little white tank top
Sittin' right there in the middle by me
I was thinkin' 'bout a long kiss
Man, just gotta get goin' where the night might lead
I know what I was feelin'
Yeah, I know what I was feelin'
But what was I thinkin'?
What was I thinkin'?
I know what I was feelin'
What was I thinkin'?
Guess I was thinkin' 'bout that tank top
Those cutoffs
Her daddy had a heart like a nine pound hammer
Think he even did a little time in the slammer
What was I thinkin'?
She snuck out one night and met me by the front gate
Her daddy came out wavin' that 12-gauge
We tore out the drive, he peppered my tailgate
What was I thinkin'?
Oh, I knew there'd be hell to pay
But that crossed my mind a little too late
'Cause I was thinkin' 'bout a little white tank top
Sittin' right there in the middle by me
I was thinkin' 'bout a long kiss
Man, just gotta get goin' where the night might lead
I know what I was feelin'
But what was I thinkin'?
What was I thinkin'?
By the county line, the cops were nippin' on our heels
Pulled off the road and kicked it in four-wheel
Shut off the lights and tore through a cornfield
What was I thinkin'?
Out the other side, she was hollerin', "Faster"
Took a dirt road, had the radio blastin'
Hit the honky-tonk for a little close dancin'
What was I thinkin'?
Oh, I knew there'd be hell to pay
But that crossed my mind a little too late
'Cause I was thinkin' 'bout a little white tank top
Sittin' right there in the middle by me
I was thinkin' 'bout a long kiss
Man, just gotta get goin' where the night might lead
I know what I was feelin'
But what was I thinkin'?
When a mountain of a man with a "Born to kill" tattoo
Tried to cut in, I knocked out his front tooth
We ran outside, hood slidin' like Bo Duke
What was I thinkin'?
I finally got her home at a half past two, later
Daddy's in a lawn chair sittin' on the driveway
Put it in park as he started my way
What was I thinkin'?
Oh, what was I thinkin'?
Oh, what was I thinkin'?
Then she gave a "Come and get me" grin
And like a bullet, we were gone again
'Cause I was thinkin' 'bout a little white tank top
Sittin' right there in the middle by me
I was thinkin' 'bout a long kiss
Man, just gotta get goin' where the night might lead
I know what I was feelin'
Yeah, I know what I was feelin'
But what was I thinkin'?
What was I thinkin'?
I know what I was feelin'
What was I thinkin'?
Guess I was thinkin' 'bout that tank top
Those cutoffs
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Writer(s): Dierks Bentley, Deric Ruttan, Brett Beavers
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