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Barefoot and Buckwild

You got a way of calling right at the wrong time

I know your southern draw is what trouble sounds like

The way you got me grinning,

You know I'll climb up in your rusty truck

I give up, come on over pick me up

Back porch no lights high beam headlights

Baby you just might make me lose my mindYou slap me over little love shootin' shotgun

Hands out the window got my toes up on the dash

Nothing but fields on the wheels just slinging wet mud

I like the way you drive, just like a rebel child

You make me wanna get barefoot and buckwildYou're showin' off in circles down by the riverside

You like to make me nervous so I move in real tight

Come on throw it in park

I wanna see the stars and feel the grass between my toes

Dancing to the radio

Oh you got me where you want me, lost in the country[Chorus]I don't know how you do what you do

But you do what you do and it does what it does to me

I can't stop it once you start it[Chorus]Wiiiiild, wiiiild

Barefoot and buckwild

Wiiiiiild wiiiiild

Barefoot and buckwild

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