Bed Of My Chevy

We can pop a top on a bottle of Boone's

Have a front row seat to a big full moon

Kick back and listen to the crickets in the field

Find a star we can call our own

Watch the lightning bugs 'til they're gone

Light a fire of passion or lay real still

In the bed of my Chevy on the outskirts of town

We can dance standing up or lay a blanket down

I can show you how much I love you if you let me

Make a memory we'll never forget

Whisper little words I've never said

I'll pull you close when it gets hot and heavy

In the bed of my Chevy

Baby slide off your boots down to your bare feet

Those cut offs and tan lines are killin' me

Move on over lay your head on my shoulder

We'll stay a while

Steal a little kiss as the whip-poor-will's

Sing through the trees with a southern feel

We can sit on the tailgate and wait till it feels right

In the bed of my Chevy on the outskirts of town

We can dance standing up or lay a blanket down

I can show you how much I love you if you let me

Make a memory we'll never forget

Whisper little words I've never said

I'll pull you close when it gets hot and heavy

In the bed of my Chevy

In the bed of my Chevy on the outskirts of town

We can dance standing up or lay a blanket down

I can show you how much I love you if you let me

Make a memory we'll never forget

Whisper little words I've never said

I'll pull you close when it gets hot and heavy

In the bed of my Chevy

In the bed of my Chevy