Baby, you're a song, you make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise
Yeah, when I first saw that bikini top on her
She's poppin' right out of the South Georgia water
Thought, oh good lord, she had them long tan legs
Couldn't help myself, so I walked up and said
Baby, you're a song, you make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise
Down a back road blowin' stop signs through the middle of every little farm town
With you and this brand new Chevy with a lift kit
Would look a hell of a lot better with you up in it
So baby, you're a song, you make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise
Yeah, she was sippin' on Southern and singin' Marshall Tucker
We were fallin' in love in the sweetheart of summer
She hopped right up into the cab of my truck and said
Fire it up, let's go get this thing stuck
Baby, you're a song, you make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise
Down a back road blowin' stop signs through the middle of every little farm town
With you and this brand new Chevy with a lift kit
With you and this brand new Chevy with a lift kit
Would look a hell of a lot better with you up in it
So baby, you're a song, you make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise
When that summer sun fell down and the sun went down
To its knees, I looked at her and she looked at me
And I turned on those KC lights and drove all night
Cause it felt so right, her and I, man, we felt so right
I put it in park and grabbed my guitar
And strummed a couple chords and sang from the heart
Girl, you sure got the beat in my chest bumpin'
Hell, I can't get you out of my head
Baby, you're a song, you make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise
Down a back road blowin' stop signs through the middle of every little farm town
With you and this brand new Chevy with a lift kit
Would look a hell of a lot better with you up in it
Come on, baby, you're a song, you make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise
Come on, girl, get those windows down and cruise
Oh, yeah