Justin Moore - Bed of My Chevy lyrics

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 lightnin' bugs until 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 standin' 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 cutoffs and tan lines are killin' me
Move on over, lay your head on my shoulder
We'll stay awhile
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