Karaoké Eight Second Ride Jake Owen

I said hey girl what's your name haven't I seen you before

I recognized them dark green eyes when you walked through the door

Are you alone or are you with someone

She said a matter of fact I'm not

So I took her hand that's when it all began

And we headed towards the parking lot

And she said hey boy, do you mind taking me home tonight

'Cos I ain't ever seen a country boy

With tires on his truck this high

I said climb on up but honey watch the cup

I'd rather spit my dip tonight

And hold on tight 'cos it's gonna be wilder than any eight second ride

We went riding 'round rocking to the sound of a country boy can survive

And I knew then she was my kind of girl

'Cos she was singing every single line

Then she slid on over put my hand on her shoulder

When I asked her what she wanted to do

She said it really don't matter where we go

Just as long as

I'm riding with you

She said hey boy, do you mind taking me home tonight

'Cos I ain't ever seen a country boy

With tires on his truck this high

I said climb on up but honey watch the cup

I'd rather spit my dip tonight

And hold on tight 'cos it's gonna be wilder than any eight second ride

So we headed out to old tobacco road

Put the tailgate down and we made love

She said true country boys hard to find

But I found one wilder than any eight second ride

And she said hey boy, do you mind taking me home tonight

'Cos I ain't ever seen a country boy

With tires on his truck this high

I said climb on up but honey watch the cup

I'd rather spit my dip tonight

And hold on tight 'cos it's gonna be wilder than any eight second ride

Yeah, hold on tight 'cos it's gonna be wilder than any eight second ride