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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Thomas Rhett
Thomas Rhett
Vocals
Josh Reedy
Josh Reedy
Background Vocals
Nate Whitney
Nate Whitney
Guitar
Whit Wright
Whit Wright
Steel Guitar
Travis Vance
Travis Vance
Bass Guitar
David Cook
David Cook
Keyboards
Jamie Portier
Jamie Portier
Keyboards
Chris Kimmerer
Chris Kimmerer
Drums
Danny Sadownick
Danny Sadownick
Percussion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Thomas Rhett
Thomas Rhett
Songwriter
Bart Butler
Bart Butler
Songwriter
Larry McCoy
Larry McCoy
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Garrett Miller
Garrett Miller
Editing Engineer
Trey Smith
Trey Smith
Mixing Engineer
Daniel Bacigalupi
Daniel Bacigalupi
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, come on
'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, well girl, you make me wanna, yes, you do
[Refrain]
Hey!
[Verse 2]
Well, you know better than to wear that dress
It oughta be against the law, you know it should, yeah
Plain and simple, girl, them dimples
Know just how to turn me on, yeah
Sing it if you know it, y'all
[PreChorus]
Now, baby, don't you look at me that way
'Cause you know there's only so much I can take, come on
'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, well girl, you make me wanna, yes, you do
[Bridge]
You make me wanna
Wake up with you in the bed of my truck
And start over again when the sun comes up, yeah
Do you think you know the words, Sydney?
[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
[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, let the tailgate fall
Get drunk on you with no alcohol
If you don't stop, I'm gonna, well girl, you make me wanna, yes, you do
[Outro]
Well girl, you know you do
Well girl, you make me wanna
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Written by: Bart Butler, Larry McCoy, Thomas Rhett
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