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patrick britt - under these seats lyrics

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i spent most of sunday mornin’
cleanin’ out my old truck
i was back on memory lane
with he stuff that turned up
underneath those seats
little pieces of you and me
i found a dried up honeysuckle
that i put in your hair
that tube of runway red
that you loved to wear
white sands from the beach
spring break in pcp

a ’94 chevy with the pedal to the floor
raised up chrome tint
with a dent in the door
wide eyed, beggin’ that engine for more
windshield huggin’ onto your bare feet
my mind’s racin’
with memories of you and me
we’re out there
rollin’ down highway 53
but all that’s left is under these seats

i found a straw with the perfect print
of your pretty lips
right beside a french fry
from a late night trip to the drive-thru
at the broad street dq
on the dash a dusty outline
of your tan feet
that blanket we would lay on
behind my seat
watching shooting stars
and now i’m wonderin’ where you are

a ’94 chevy with the pedal to the floor
raised up chrome tint
with a dent in the door
wide eyed, beggin’ that engine for more
windshield huggin’ onto your bare feet
my mind’s racin’
with memories of you and me
we’re out there
rollin’ down highway 53
but all that’s left is under these seats

oh and i’ll hold onto every little thing
got every piece of the puzzle but you next to me
girl you s’posed to be come back home to me

yeah a ’94 chevy with the pedal to the floor
raised up chrome tint
with a dent in the door
wide eyed, beggin’ that engine for more
windshield huggin’ onto your bare feet
my mind’s racin’
with memories of you and me
we’re out there
rollin’ down highway 53
but all that’s left is under these seats
oh but all that’s left is under these seats

- patrick britt lyrics

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