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Written by Bradley Runsick
Puttin on your shoes and fixin your hair,
Were going to go dance and they’ll all gonna stare
At the way you look at me and I look at you,
I’m sure they see what I see in you, you look lovely tonight
Wake the next day, and still want to play,
Call in sick we and drive to the lake
Pack up our gear and all I can hear is my heart racing for you
and for the moon, to come shining through tonight
Lay your hair down on me darlin
We’ll let the night run wild and free
I’ll tend the flowers in your garden
Just slip away with me
You love Indie tunes I love country blues
We both love the sound of the rain fallin down,
We go out to run around, as it pound pound pounds
The sounds of the night
You like the heater on, I like the AC on
We both wanna turn each other on all night
Then you walk across the floor and my eyes obey the sight of you
closing the door tonight
The smell of pine upon the mountain, lying beneath the Milky Way
The fire cracked and the big dogs were howlin, we let the night have its way
Have its way, oh oh oh oh, Have its way, oh oh oh oh,
Have its way, oh oh oh oh,