Wrong Turns

Stop got a little gasoline at the old B and P

Rolling round wound up in the middle of BFE

Spinning these wheels down a road

That we ain't ever seen

Who knows where we are

I get a little more lost every time

I look in her eyes

It's hard to keep my hands on the wheel

When she's looking so fine

I ride down any back road

That she wants me to drive

With the

Seat laid back running

Fingers through my hair

Watching miles go by

Like she just don't care

Looking at me with

One thing on her mind

Woah

I guess I'm making all the right wrong turns tonight

Something about the sound of the gravel setting the mood

It's got me thinking I should park

This thing underneath the moon

And wrap ourselves all around each other like

A vine of kudzu with the

Seat laid back running

Fingers through my hair

Watching miles go by

Like she just don't care

Looking at me with

One thing on her mind

Woah

I guess I'm making all the right wrong turns tonight

Who knows where this is winding up

I don't mind if it's getting late

Lucky stars are lining up

She's loving every move I make

With the

Seat laid back running

Fingers through my hair

Watching miles go by

Like she just don't care

Looking at me with

One thing on her mind

Woah

Guess I'm making all the right wrong turns tonight

Woah

I guess I'm making all the right wrong turns tonight

Woah