Why Don't You Come Over

Barefoot on the pavement Hellbent on everything we did Waiting for the light to turn green Running round the car like we're thoroughbreds Midwest scenarios just a typical teenage dream It's been a while since I've seen you girl The last time you made a mess of me I still believe in rock n roll I take another shot of whiskey I take a shot of you Like a roller coaster Gonna spin you around Spin you around Girl I told ya I know your body like the backroads in this town I wanna taste your lips Count the freckles on your shoulder When you get off, why don't you come over? Parking lot, head still spinning Windows fogged from the things we did Back seat living to a dashboard rhythm We were glove box, trunk popped, punk rock kids Baby you and me were made for this I still believe in rock n roll I'll shoot my shot at you girl I'm gonna let it go Like a roller coaster Gonna spin you around Spin you around Girl I told ya I know your body like the backroads in this town I wanna taste your lips Count the freckles on your shoulder When you get off, why don't you come over? Why don't you come over? Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Like a roller coaster (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) Girl I told ya (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) Like a roller coaster (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) Gonna spin you around Spin you around Girl I told ya (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) I know your body like the backroads in this town I wanna taste your lips Count the freckles on your shoulder When you get off, why don't you come over Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh