That's why we call each other We're so good under covers 'Cause we love how the fire feels No strings, 'cause it isn't real And you love the way I love the way you kiss And we never wanna hold it on It's just the right shade of wrong In the middle of the

Now we're listenin' to old Alabama A little dixieland delight and it feels so right Oh, play me some old Alabama She'd rather wear a pair of cut-off jeans Than a fancy evening dress And with her windows rolled down And her hair all blown around She's a

A place where I can go To take this off my shoulders Someone take me Someone take me home Now tell me, how did all my dreams turn to nightmares? How did I lose it when I was right there? Now I'm so far that it feels like it's all gone to pieces

Once in a lifetime It's just right Somehow, it feels like nothing has changed Right now, my heart is beating the same Out loud, someone's calling my name When I close my eyes All the stars align And you are by my side You are by my side

Serves you right for sayin' good-bye Serves you right for sayin' good-bye. I can't help you-because it feels good telling you You and I were so in love. You were all I was thinkin' of. There was so much magic in your eyes. Then one day you said we were

It feels like I'm finally free There's nothing else I need That nothing's out of reach When you're with me Then you spoke your truth with no secrets Told me, "use your heart while it's beating" When you're right here beside me Feels like I'm finally free

I don't want to hear about it later I don't want to, baby I don't want to I want a run for my money, that's all You can try me at home, if it feels all right But I ain't home at night Ain't got no money, got no house on the hill Tell me, honey, will your

Cause girl it feels so good the way you bring out the bad in me Id rather ask forgiveness than permission Cause I'm doing all these things I've never dreamed You put me in a delicate position But I'm right where I want to be Girl it feels so good the way

Now we're listenin' to old Alabama A little dixieland delight and it feels so right Oh, play me some old Alabama She'd rather wear a pair of cut-off jeans Than a fancy evening dress And with her windows rolled down And her hair all blown around She's a

Then it comes to be, yeah Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel Is just a freight train coming your way Is just the freight train coming your way And it feels right this time On this crash course we're in the big time Pay