Pop n’ onion rings and peach pie.
Wash it down with an icy Cocola,
Kick back in the back of the truck,
Me and my honey rollin' on blankets,
Virgin petals in hand to be plucked.
Man can this life get any sweeter?
Drinkin' ice tea from a Mason’s jar,
Eatin' a big ole' slab of BBQ ribs,
Just cruisin' the square in my car.
One thing I know is that I love you,
Y’all probly say I’m high on crack,
Only Yankees would argue my logic,
Yep, that is an undeniable true fact.
1000 miles away this will still ring true ,
My eyes are set on you my baby blue,
You keep weighin' gentle on my mind,
Nothin's gonna change my love for you.