Letras Get Out Of My Car - Toby Keith

Get Out Of My Car

Girl, you drank all my beer\nAnd the whiskey’s all gone\nI’m sittin' here\nReady to get it on\nYou got me thinkin' you won’t\nYou got me thinkin' you might\nAnd it’s 3 o’clock in the mornin'\nAnd I can’t beat around the bush all night\nWe’ve already kissed\n(We've already kissed)\nWe’ve already danced\n(We've already danced)\nYou’re wonderin' if\nYou ought to put on your shoes\nOr pull down your pants\n(Come on, pull down your pants)\nWhat would it hurt?\nPull off that shirt\nBabe, we’ve already come this far\nGet out of your clothes\nOr get out of my car\nWhichever you choose\nI’m ready to go\nI could take you to the house, baby\nOr I can drive it on home\nWe can do it right here\nOr do it somewhere else\nBut make up your mind\nDo something quick\nOr I’m gonna do it myself\nWe’ve already kissed\n(We've already kissed)\nAnd we’ve already danced\n(We've already danced)\nYou’re wonderin' if\nYou ought to put on your shoes\nOr pull down your pants\n(Come on, pull down your pants)\nWhat would it hurt?\nTake off that shirt\nBabe, we’ve already come this far\nGet out of your clothes\nOr get out of my car\nWe’re gonna drive around a little while then\nLet’s do it over here in the middle, babe\nWe’ve already kissed\n(We've already kissed)\nWe’ve already danced\n(We've already danced)\nAnd you’re wonderin' if\nYou oughta pull off my boots\nOr pull down your pants\n(Come on, pull down your pants)\nHey, what would it hurt?\nTake off that shirt\nBabe, we’ve already come this far\nGet out of your clothes\nOr get out of my car\n(Get out of my car)\nI got out of my clothes\nShe got out of my car\nWhat’s up, babe?\nBye, bye, boredom\nStrike 3