[Verse 1] You and me in the front seat With a full tank, a little Friday cash Blackstreet on the CD No diggity A little blast from the past We can push the pedal down to the West Coast Girl the coast is clear And yeah we can lean the seats back Do a little road trip around here [Chorus 1] Cause you got them lips like California Southern drawl like Georgia Gypsy like that Joshua tree Sweeter than a Texas tea Tan like Pensacola Heat wave when I hold ya Takin me everywhere tonight And we aint crossed the county line Okay, uhhuh Baby let my fingers drive Okay, uhhuh Yeah baby [Verse 2] If its a place that I aint been, well I just been girl I swear Your kiss is like a road map yeah youre takin me everywhere I dont need my hands on the wheel cause I got both hands on you Dont need the interstate, when I can take the scenic route [Chorus 2] You got that sweet home Alabama Hips just like Atlanta Words like Tennessee whiskey When you put your hands on me Cool like San Diego Dont need no Winnebago Youre takin me everywhere tonight And we aint crossed the county line Okay, uhhuh Baby let my fingers drive Okay, uhhuh [Bridge] Girl lets keep the seat leaned back Leaned back Im lovin every mile we pass [Chorus 1] Cause you got them lips like California Southern drawl like Georgia Gypsy like that Joshua tree Sweeter than a Texas tea Tan like Pensacola Heat wave when I hold ya Takin me everywhere tonight And we aint crossed the county line Okay, uhhuh Baby let my fingers drive Okay, uhhuh We aint crossed the county [Outro] Theres a place that I aint been Well I just been, yeah Girl I swear, uh We aint crossed the county line Okay, uhhuh Yeah
uhhuh, okay, crossed, county, takin