Ridin’ With Me -Nick Moser

Hunny are you up to get a little crazy, we can go somewhere fast.
A pocket full of cash, a full tank of gas, lets live it up first class.
Where do you wanna go? Where will it be? Lets put some miles on the Chevrolet.
We could go to the coast or Tennesee, as long as you’re ridin’ with me.

The windows down, flyin’ through towns, the radio cranked up loud.
Your hair blowin’ in the wind, you look hotter than the red glow of that sunset sky.
We’re passin’ state lines, mile marker signs, havin’ one hell of a time.
We could go to the ocean, take a jet to the sea, as long as you’re ridin’ with me.

Your feet are on the dash, your seats leaned back, kick back and relax.
Got our shades on, were singing along, to every little country song.
We could go where it gets warmer, we can lay out on the beach.
We could go anywhere baby I don’t care as long as you’re ridin’ with me.

The windows down, flyin’ through towns, the radio cranked up loud.
Your hair blowin’ in the wind, you look hotter than the red glow of that sunset sky.
We’re passin’ state lines, mile marker signs, havin’ one hell of a time.
We could go to the ocean, take a jet to the sea, as long as you’re ridin’ with me.

California, Daytona, the Rockies or the Florida keys.
We could fly somewhere, high up in the air, as long as you’re ridin’ with me.

The windows down, flyin’ through towns, the radio cranked up loud.
Your hair blowin’ in the wind, you look hotter than the red glow of that sunset sky.
We’re passin’ state lines, mile marker signs, havin’ one hell of a time.
We could go to the ocean, take a jet to the sea, as long as you’re ridin’ with me.

As long as you’re ridin’ with me.

Ridin’ With Me -Nick Moser