When downtown look a little busy (yup)
What you say we get up out the city? (Yup)
Girl, you lookin' Broadway pretty (damn)
You can have any man, but you wanna ride with me

Let's roll on some blacked-out rims
Go to the blacked-out inns
Street lights in the red dust (red dust)
Take it out where it's just us

Let's move to the countryside
Park this truck in the pale moonlight
Just you and the stars up in your eyes, your eyes
Sweet little honeysuckle lips on mine
Tangled up tighter than a Kudzu vine
Ooh, girl, I know, I know you like my country side

Don't need no neon nights
Got a palm tree paradise
Way out in the countryside

Back road, go and turn the Twitty up
Pour a little whiskey in a Dixie cup
Hand-rolled smoke to get you giddy up
Ain't fishin' in the dark, but we gettin' Nitty Gritty

In the glow of the dashboard clock
No, girl, we ain't gon' stop
Gettin' down where the corn grow (corn grow)
Foggin' up shitty windows

Let's move to the countryside
Park this truck in the pale moonlight
Just you and the stars up in your eyes, your eyes
Sweet little honeysuckle lips on mine
Tangled up tighter than a Kudzu vine
Ooh, girl, I know, I know you like my country side

Yeah, baby
My country side
Let's pretend we got the Goodyear stuff
Kiss until the sun comes up
Long night in a short bed (short bed)
Still buzzin' in the mornin'

Let's move to the countryside
Park this truck in the pale moonlight (pale moonlight)
Get the stars up in your eyes, your eyes (your eyes, your eyes)
Sweet little honeysuckle lips on mine
Tangled up tighter than a Kudzu vine
Ooh, girl, I know, I know you like (you like) my country side

Don't need no neon nights
Got a palm tree paradise
Way out in the countryside

Way out in the countryside
Ooh, way out in the countryside

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Writer(s): Blake Redferrin, Jake Rose, Michael Whitworth