When I Drive - Tom Dake

Duration

3:14

Genres

Southern/Blues Rock/Rockabilly

Description

Lyrics

I met a wild cowgirl down in Houston one night Wearin’ her blouse low and her daisy dukes tight After our last dance I offered her a ride And I showed her the way to my Chevy outside She said “Ooh, nice truck” with a gleam in her eye Then she slid in beside me, put her hand on my thigh I started to drive and she started to squeeze My knee and I guess I must have picked up some speed Then she leaned up against me and I got a little tense I felt her lips on my cheek and I lost my good sense When the officer stopped me doing seventy-five He said, “Son, you know you shouldn’t let her kiss you… When you drive” I said, “Hey pretty darling’ what’cha doin’ to me It ain’t safe for me to drive with your hand on my knee If we’re ever gonna get to next weekend alive Well you know you shouldn’t oughtta try to kiss me … When I drive By three dates later had my fourth near-wreck And a stack of speeding tickets that I ain’t paid yet I was driving her home and felt her breath in my ear I drove us clean off the road, nearly side-swiped a steer When my truck finally stopped I looked her right in the eyes and said “You know I’m not supposed to let you kiss me… when I drive” I said, “Hey pretty darling’ what’cha doin’ to me It ain’t safe for me to drive with your hand on my knee If we’re ever gonna get to next weekend alive Well you know I’m not supposed to let you kiss me … when I drive We got back on the road and she sat so near I felt my heart start a racin’ heard it beat in my ear So I pulled my truck over and I made her switch sides And said, “Honey, I think I better let you drive.” She got behind the wheel with a gleam in her eye And said “Why do you think I always try to kiss you… when you drive” Hey, hey pretty darlin’ ain’t it just my luck All this time I thought loved me but you wanted my truck Well at least I got you figured and at least we’re alive And now my lips are free to kiss you pretty darlin’… when you drive Ha ha, this little arrangement might just work out after all. Yeah, I oughtta sell you this truck, girl Pay off some of them tickets.