Sweet Time
FRANKIE BALLARD · El Rio 2016 · Track 07 of 11
Well that needle that climbed to 195 MPH And this boot of mine wants To kick that pedal straight in the face This ain't that kinda night
There ain't no finish line No, this ain't a race I bought the bench not the buckets And I'm feeling lucky So slide on into me baby
We're taking our sweet time In a real fast car Ain't running no, running no Red lights tonight Just sitting in park Oh, hugging every curve Of that long lane road 400 horses on a slow road That Camaro kiss, two lonely hearts Yeah, we're taking our sweet time In a real fast car Yeah, yeah, yeah
Well, two kids starting fire And that cigarette lighter Don't even work, ha ha It's a windows fogging up Kinda love spitting through A torn up Haggard t-shirt
Well take those big blue eyes Baby watch those thighs Don't knock us outta first Yeah, the heat is on the rise I'm trying to memorize Every single one of your curves
We're taking our sweet time In a real fast car Ain't running no, running no Red lights tonight Just sitting in park Oh, hugging every curve Of that long lane road 400 horses on a slow road That Camaro kiss, two lonely hearts Yeah, we're taking our sweet time In a real fast car
With the radio on Riding the brakes We ain't got nothing But time to waste So let's take The long way home girl Whatcha say
Yeah, taking our sweet time In a real fast car Ain't running no, running no Red lights tonight Just sitting in park Oh, hugging every curve Of that long lane road 400 horses on a slow road That Camaro kissed two lonely hearts Yeah, we're taking our sweet time In a real fast car Yeah, we're taking our sweet time In a real fast car Yeah, yeah, yeah...