Right Wrong Turns

Stopped and got a little gasoline at the old BP|Rolled around and wound up in the middle of BFE|Spinning these wheels down a road that we ain't ever seen|Who knows where we are|I get a little more lost every time I look in her eyes|Hard to keep my hands on the wheel when she's looking so fine|I'll ride down any back road that she wants me to drive with the||CHORUS|Seat laid back, running|Fingers through my hair|Watching miles go by |Like she just don't care|Looking at me with one thing on her mind, whoa oh|I guess I'm making all the right wrong turns tonight||Something about the sound of the gravel setting the mood|Got me thinking I should park this thing underneath the moon|Wrap ourselves all around each other like a vine of kudzu with the||CHORUS||Who knows where this is winding up|I don't mind if it's getting late|Lucky stars are lining up|She's loving every move I make with the||CHORUS