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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Thomas Rhett
Thomas Rhett
Tenor
Jay Joyce
Jay Joyce
Hammond Organ
Ed Williams
Ed Williams
Acoustic Guitar
Jedd Hughes
Jedd Hughes
Electric Guitar
Rob McNelley
Rob McNelley
Electric Guitar
Kevin "Swine" Grantt
Kevin "Swine" Grantt
Bass Guitar
Fred Eltringham
Fred Eltringham
Drums
Russell Terrell
Russell Terrell
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Thomas Rhett
Thomas Rhett
Songwriter
Bart Butler
Bart Butler
Songwriter
Larry McCoy
Larry McCoy
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jay Joyce
Jay Joyce
Producer
Scott Borchetta
Scott Borchetta
Executive Producer
Jason Hall
Jason Hall
Recording Engineer
Jeff Gunnell
Jeff Gunnell
Additional Engineer
Jaime Tate
Jaime Tate
Mixing Engineer
Hank Williams
Hank Williams
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Windows down, country sound
FM on the radio
Just me and you and the man on the moon
Cruisin' down some old back road
[PreChorus]
Now, baby, don't you look at me that way
'Cause you know there's only so much I can take
'Cause you make me wanna
[Chorus]
Pull this truck to the side of the road
Slide on over, let me hold you close
And tell you everything I'm thinkin'
Hop on out and let the tailgate fall
Get drunk on you with no alcohol
If you don't stop, I'm gonna
Girl, you make me wanna
Yeah, mm-hmm
[Verse 2]
Well, you know better than to wear that dress
It oughta be against the law, yeah
Plain and simple, girl, them dimples
Know just how to turn me on
[PreChorus]
Now, baby, don't you look at me that way
'Cause you know there's only so much I can take
'Cause you make me wanna
[Chorus]
Pull this truck to the side of the road
Slide on over, let me hold you close
And tell you everything I'm thinkin'
Hop on out and let the tailgate fall
Get drunk on you with no alcohol
If you don't stop, I'm gonna
Girl, you make me wanna
[Bridge]
You make me wanna
Wake up with you in the bed of my truck
And start over again when the sun comes up
[Chorus]
You make me wanna
Pull this truck to the side of the road
Slide on over, let me hold you close
And tell you everything I'm thinkin'
Hop on out and let the tailgate fall
Get drunk on you with no alcohol
If you don't stop, I'm gonna
You make me wanna
[Chorus]
Pull this truck to the side of the road
Slide on over, let me hold you close
And tell you everything I'm thinkin'
Hop on out, let the tailgate fall
Get drunk on you with no alcohol
If you don't stop, I'm gonna
Girl, you make me wanna
Yeah, yeah
[Outro]
Windows down, country sound
FM on the radio
Written by: Bart Butler, Larry McCoy, Thomas Rhett
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