My baby's riding shotgun. Singin just a little off key. Her feet on the dashboard. Tapping out the back beat. The song on the radio's. Is talking about the love we make. I know just what she's thinking. And I can't wait. Oh my sweet love. Keep singing me home. (Keep singing love keep singing). Oh my sweet love. Keep singing me home. (Keep singing love keep singing). Her tanline's showing. Out the waist of her cutoff jeans. Her damp hair blowing out the window. In the summer breeze. Got the sunshine. Shining through the windshield. Got a hand on her leg. The other on the wheel. Oh my sweet love. Keep singing me home. (Keep singing love keep singing). Oh my sweet love. Keep singing me home. (Keep singing love keep singing). Oh and when we get together. The love we make together. It blows my mind. Every time we touch. Oh I can't get enough. (Guitar Solo). So slide on in a little closer. And lay your head here on my shoulder. Oh my sweet love. Keep singing me home. (Keep singing love keep singing). Oh my sweet love. Keep singing me home. (Keep singing love keep singing). Oh my sweet love. Keep singing me home. Oh my sweet love. Keep singing me home. Keep singing love keep singing me home. Wooohooo. Sunshine shining through the windshield. Got a hand on her leg. The other on the wheel. Love. Love. Love. Love. Love. Sing me home. Why don't you sing me home