Dustin Lynch What You Wanna Hear
I bet you're sick of them pick up lines
The same thing every Friday night
You're so hot girl, you looking so fine, like you don't already know
They say they treat you right, show you the city lights
Get you sipping on something you don't even like
I guess they don't know, they're on the wrong road
I know what you want to hear
Truck tires on a two lane rolling
River rushing and a warm breeze blowing
Hair all around to the sound
Of the radio singing in the background
Gravel grinding, while we're finding
A little spot I can make you mine in
Top popping on an ice cold beer
I know what you want to hear
Ain't that music to you ears?
Tell me, have I got you figured out?
Baby, ain't that what you're all about?
Do I make you want to leave this crowd and head on out of here
Cause I can tell by that little shy smile
What I'm talking bout's a little more your style
It'll only take a couple of miles to the
Truck tires on a two lane rolling
River rushing and a warm breeze blowing
Hair all around to the sound
Of the radio singing in the background
Gravel grinding, while we're finding
A little spot I can make you mine in
Top popping on an ice cold beer
I know what you want to hear
Ain't that music to you ears?
They say they treat you right, show you the city lights
Get you sipping on something you don't even like, girl
They don't know, but I know, I know you like
Truck tires on a two lane rolling
River rushing and a warm breeze blowing
Hair all around to the sound
Of the radio singing in the background
Gravel grinding, while we're finding
A little spot I can make you mine in
Top popping on an ice cold beer
I know what you want to hear
I know what you want to hear, girl
Aw yeah, ain't that music to you ears?
