| Song | What Was I Thinkin' |
| Artist | Dierks Bentley |
| Album | Greatest Hits / Every Mile A Memory 2003 - 2008 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Beavers, Bentley, Ruttan | |
| 作词 : Dierks Bentley | |
| Becky was a beauty from south Alabama | |
| Her daddy had a heart like a nine-pound hammer | |
| Think he even did a little time in the slammer | |
| What was I thinkin | |
| She snuck out one night and met me by the front gate | |
| Her daddy came out wavin' that twelve gauge | |
| We tore out the drive he peppered my tailgate | |
| What was I thinkin | |
| Oh, I knew there'd be Hell to pay | |
| But that crossed my mind a little too late... 'cause I was | |
| Thinkin bout a little white tank top sittin right | |
| There in the middle by me | |
| I was thinkin bout a long kiss man just gotta get | |
| going where the night might lead | |
| I know what I was feelin' | |
| But what was I thinkin | |
| What was I thinkin | |
| By the county line the cops were nippin on our heals | |
| Pulled off the road and kicked it in four-wheel | |
| Shut off the lights and tore through a corn field | |
| What was I thinkin | |
| Out the other side she was hollerin faster | |
| Took a dirt road had the radio blastin' | |
| Hit the honky tonk for a little close dancin' | |
| What was I thinkin | |
| Oh I knew there'd be Hell to pay | |
| But that crossed my mind a little too late... 'cause I was | |
| When a mountain of a man with a "born to kill" tattoo | |
| tried to cut in I knocked out his front tooth | |
| We ran outside hood slidin like Bo Duke | |
| What was I thinkin | |
| I finally got her home at a half past too late | |
| Her daddy's in a lawn chair sittin on the driveway | |
| Put it in park as he started my way | |
| What was I thinkin, Oh what was I thinkin, Oh what was I thinkin | |
| Then she gave a come-and-get-me grin | |
| And like a bullet we were gone again...'cause I was |
| zuo qu : Beavers, Bentley, Ruttan | |
| zuo ci : Dierks Bentley | |
| Becky was a beauty from south Alabama | |
| Her daddy had a heart like a ninepound hammer | |
| Think he even did a little time in the slammer | |
| What was I thinkin | |
| She snuck out one night and met me by the front gate | |
| Her daddy came out wavin' that twelve gauge | |
| We tore out the drive he peppered my tailgate | |
| What was I thinkin | |
| Oh, I knew there' d be Hell to pay | |
| But that crossed my mind a little too late... ' cause I was | |
| Thinkin bout a little white tank top sittin right | |
| There in the middle by me | |
| I was thinkin bout a long kiss man just gotta get | |
| going where the night might lead | |
| I know what I was feelin' | |
| But what was I thinkin | |
| What was I thinkin | |
| By the county line the cops were nippin on our heals | |
| Pulled off the road and kicked it in fourwheel | |
| Shut off the lights and tore through a corn field | |
| What was I thinkin | |
| Out the other side she was hollerin faster | |
| Took a dirt road had the radio blastin' | |
| Hit the honky tonk for a little close dancin' | |
| What was I thinkin | |
| Oh I knew there' d be Hell to pay | |
| But that crossed my mind a little too late... ' cause I was | |
| When a mountain of a man with a " born to kill" tattoo | |
| tried to cut in I knocked out his front tooth | |
| We ran outside hood slidin like Bo Duke | |
| What was I thinkin | |
| I finally got her home at a half past too late | |
| Her daddy' s in a lawn chair sittin on the driveway | |
| Put it in park as he started my way | |
| What was I thinkin, Oh what was I thinkin, Oh what was I thinkin | |
| Then she gave a comeandgetme grin | |
| And like a bullet we were gone again...' cause I was |
| zuò qǔ : Beavers, Bentley, Ruttan | |
| zuò cí : Dierks Bentley | |
| Becky was a beauty from south Alabama | |
| Her daddy had a heart like a ninepound hammer | |
| Think he even did a little time in the slammer | |
| What was I thinkin | |
| She snuck out one night and met me by the front gate | |
| Her daddy came out wavin' that twelve gauge | |
| We tore out the drive he peppered my tailgate | |
| What was I thinkin | |
| Oh, I knew there' d be Hell to pay | |
| But that crossed my mind a little too late... ' cause I was | |
| Thinkin bout a little white tank top sittin right | |
| There in the middle by me | |
| I was thinkin bout a long kiss man just gotta get | |
| going where the night might lead | |
| I know what I was feelin' | |
| But what was I thinkin | |
| What was I thinkin | |
| By the county line the cops were nippin on our heals | |
| Pulled off the road and kicked it in fourwheel | |
| Shut off the lights and tore through a corn field | |
| What was I thinkin | |
| Out the other side she was hollerin faster | |
| Took a dirt road had the radio blastin' | |
| Hit the honky tonk for a little close dancin' | |
| What was I thinkin | |
| Oh I knew there' d be Hell to pay | |
| But that crossed my mind a little too late... ' cause I was | |
| When a mountain of a man with a " born to kill" tattoo | |
| tried to cut in I knocked out his front tooth | |
| We ran outside hood slidin like Bo Duke | |
| What was I thinkin | |
| I finally got her home at a half past too late | |
| Her daddy' s in a lawn chair sittin on the driveway | |
| Put it in park as he started my way | |
| What was I thinkin, Oh what was I thinkin, Oh what was I thinkin | |
| Then she gave a comeandgetme grin | |
| And like a bullet we were gone again...' cause I was |