[Verse 1]
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 lightning bugs until they're gone
Light a fire of passion or lay real still
[Chorus]
In the bed of my Chevy on the outskirts of town
We can dance standing 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
[Verse 2]
Baby slide off your boots down to your bare feet
Those cutoffs and tan lines are killing me
Move on over, lay your head on my shoulder, we'll stay a while
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
[Chorus][x2]
[Outro]
In the bed of my Chevy
