[bad word] on

 I said, "Hey girl, what's your name
 Haven't I seen you before?
 I recognize them dark green eyes
 When you dosie doed across the floor"

 "Are you alone or are you with someone?"
 She said, "As a matter of fact I'm not"
 So I took her hand that's when it all began
 And we headed towards the parking lot

 And she said, "Hey boy, do you mind taking me home tonight
 'Cuz I ain't never seen a country boy with tires on his [bad word] this high
 I said, "Climb on up but honey watch the cup that I spitttin' my dip inside
 And hold on tight 'cuz it's gonna be wilder then any eight second ride"

 We went ridin' around rockin'
 To the sound of a country boy can survive
 And I knew then she was my kinda girl
 'Cuz she was singin' every single line

 Then she slid on over put my hand on her shoulder
 And I asked her what she wanted to do
 She said, "It really don't matter where we go
 Just as long as I'm ridin' with you"

 She said, "Hey boy, do you mind taking me home tonight
 'Cuz I ain't never seen a country boy with tires on his [bad word] this high
 I said, "Climb on up but honey watch the cup that I spittin' my dip inside
 And hold on tight 'cuz it's gonna be wilder then any eight second ride"

 So we headed out to Old Tobacco Road
 Put the tailgate down and we made love
 She said "[bad word] country boy is hard to find
 But I found one wilder then any eight second ride"

 She said, "Hey boy, do you mind taking me home tonight
 'Cuz I ain't never seen a country boy with tires on his [bad word] this high
 I said, "Climb on up but honey watch the cup that I spittin' my dip inside
 And hold on tight 'cuz it's gonna be wilder then any eight second ride
 Yeah, hold on tight 'cuz it's gonna be wilder then any eight second ride"