Want you back I want you back I don’t know what I was thinkin’ when I let you go And I ain’t even gonna act Baby I want you back I want you back, back in my arms Back of the yellow cab, chasin’ kisses in the dark Back, back to your place With your red

I hope you think my favorite song When you think happiness I hope you think "that little black dress" Think of my head on your chest And my old faded blue jeans When you think Tim McGraw I hope you think of me Put those Georgia stars to shame that night