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(Sunny Russ/Stephony Smith)
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 lovin' country style.
Well, were listenin' to the radio
Flyin' down the highway
Feelin' like outlaws
Wind's goin our way
Sittin' right beside him
Hell-bent, holdin' on
Flippin' through the stations
Lookin' for a fast song
Singin' along with the ones we know
Listenin' to the radio.
Well, we stop for gas, but not for long
'Cause that Philco radio keeps us movin' 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 lovin' country style.
Well, were listenin' to the radio
Flyin' down the highway
Feelin' like outlaws
Wind's goin our way
Sittin' right beside him
Hell-bent, holdin' on
Flippin' through the stations
Lookin' for a fast song
Singin' along with the ones we know
Listenin' to the radio
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
Blastin' through the wind in a wall of sound.
Well, were listenin' to the radio
Flyin' down the highway
Feelin' like outlaws
Wind's goin our way
Sittin' right beside him
Hell-bent, holdin' on
Flippin' through the stations
Lookin' for a fast song
Singin' along with the ones we know
Listenin' to the radio...
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