The Way She Rides

Screamed into the driveway with my foot stuck on the gas.
Had the crown mixed up in a Dixie Cup when she hopped into the cab.
She said boy what you got in store?
What we gettin' into tonight?
Hell I don’t care, it ain’t here nor there just as long as your by my side.
Whether she’s sitting shotgun with her hair done, or with the seats leaned back
and the radio on.
On the back streets, in the back seat, those baby blue eyes staring back at me.
Wheter it’s in park, or it’s in drive I love the way she rides.
So we hit that ground arunnin, throwin caution to the wind, and it wasn’t long
'fore that drink was gone and she was shakin that ice again.
She said find somewhere dark where we can park and put a hurtin on this bottle.
So we said goodnight to the city lights kickin it in full throttle.
Whether she’s sitting shotgun with her hair done, or with the seats leaned back
and the radio on.
On the back streets, in the back seat, those baby blue eyes staring back at me.
Whether it’s in park, or it’s in drive I love the way she rides.
Whether she’s sitting shotgun with her hair done, or with the seats leaned back
and the radio on.
On the back streets, in the back seat, those baby blue eyes staring back at me.
Whether it’s in park, or it’s in drive I love the way she rides.
The way she rides.
The way she rides.
Yeah, yeah.
The way she rides.