I got you baby I would like to get to know if I could be The kind of girl that you could be down for 'Cause when I look at you I feel something tells me That you're the kind of guy that I should make a move on I know everybody's gonna be lonely We got

Slow down, you're gonna crash, Baby you're a-screaming it's a blast, blast, blast Everybody's looking for a way to get real gone Look out, you've got your blinders on I'm American made apple pie Chevrolet My momma taught me wrong from right. I was born

All I wanna do is make my hometown proud Make them turn it up loud, roll them windows down Gonna give them that sound, everybody's talking about We still the same old, same old southern boys Still got that same old, same old southern voice We're singing

Come back baby, you'll find a change in me. Everybody, they ought to change sometime, Everybody, we ought to change sometime, Because sooner or later we're going down in that lonesome ground. Change in the weather, change in the sea, Because sooner or

World turning Everybody's got me down I gotta get my feet back on the ground Maybe I'm wrong but who's to say what's right I need somebody to help me through the night Everybody's trying to say I'm wrong I just wanna be back where I belong Turnin',