Tenille Arts piosenki

Everybody's asking 'bout my new boyfriend They wanna know what makes him so different Does he own a pickup truck Spend his time jacking it up No, he doesn't worship chrome and steel 'Cause he's got me He's into my songs Into my guitar He's into riding...

Hot summer night, hand in mine You're looking so right, it's dangerous Don't know if I can trust myself With those blue eyes and that moonlight Shining so bright out on the edge of town There's spot only you and me know about Dancing to an old truck rad...

You walked in an hour ago With that hey what's your name look Turn to Sipping drinks, talking And feeling more sparks than a matchbook Now we're on the dance floor dancing, dancing around it Don't know where this thing is heading Now that we found it...