Brad Paisley - Old Alabama

She'd rather wear a pair of cut-off jeans
Than a fancy evening dress,
And with her windows rolled down and her hair all blown
all around, she's a hot southern mess...
She'll take a beer over white wine
and a campfire over candle light,
And when it comes to love, oh her idea of
A romantic night...
Is listenin' to old Alabama,
drivin' through Tennessee...
A little Dixieland Delight at the Right Time of the Night,
And she can't keep her hands off of me-ee-eee!
Now we're rollin' down an old back road,
I got the steering wheel in one hand...
We'll find a hideaway where she and I can play,
In Mother Nature's band...

Now we're listenin' to old Alabama,
Parked somewhere in Tennessee...

A little Dixieland Delight and It Feels So Right,
And It's Love In The First Degree-ee-eee!
Forget about Sinatra or Coltrane,
Or some ol' Righteous Brothers song,
Hey even Barry White ain't gonna work tonight,
If you really wanna turn her on;
Play some back home come on music
that comes from the heart,
Play something with lots of feeling,
'cause that's where music has to start…
And we're drivin' through Tennessee...
And It's Love In The First Degree
Yeah' you know we're listenin' to Old Alabama,
(old Alabama) drivin' through Tennessee, (Tennessee)
A little Why Lady Why at The Right Time of The Night
Oh and she can't keep her hands off of me-ee-eee!
Oh, play me some old Alabama,
Oh, play me some old Alabama...
Won't you play me some old Alabama,
Oh pla-ee-ay-ay
Yeeeeeeee - haw!!!