Listenin' To The Radio

(álbum: Right In The Middle Of It - 1996)

He wears a Harley Jacket and a kiss me smile.
Through his steel blue eyes I can see for miles.
He digs big band music and the Rolling Stones.
But we listen country when were all alone.
'Cause it makes me crazy.
It drives me wild.
I like my loving country style.

[Chorus:]

Well, were listening to the radio.
Flying down the highway.
Feeling like outlaws.
Wind's goin our way.
Sitting right beside him.
Hell-bent, holding on.
Flipping through the stations.
Looking for a fast song.
Singing along with the ones we know.
Listening to the radio.

Well, we stop for gas, but not for long.
'Cause that Philco radio keeps us moving along.
He floors that '66 Mustang, rag top 289.
While I blow him kisses from the passenger side.
'Cause it makes him crazy.
It drives him wild.
He likes his loving country style

[Chorus]

I slide on over when the song slows down.
I give him all my love to throw his arms around.
We're so in love we never touch the ground.
Blasting through the wind in a wall of sound.

[Repeat chorus 2x]