Songwriters: Keith, Toby; Pinson, Bobby
I like that banjo in there
Girl, you drank all my beer
And the whiskey's all gone
I'm sittin' here
Ready to get it on
You got me thinkin' you won't
You got me thinkin' you might
And it's three 'o' clock in the mornin'
And I can't beat around the bush all night
We've already kissed
(We've already kissed)
We've already danced
(We've already danced)
You're wonderin' if you ought to put on your shoes
Or pull down your pants
(C'mon, pull down your pants)
What would it hurt to pull off that shirt
Babe, we've already come this far
Get out of your clothes, or get out of my car
Whichever you choose
I'm ready to go
I could take you to the house, baby
Or I could drive it on home
We can do it right here
Or do it somewhere else
But make up your mind, do somethin' quick
Or I'm gonna do it myself
We've already kissed
(We've already kissed)
And we've already danced
(We've already danced)
You're wonderin' if you ought to put on your shoes
Or pull down your pants
(C'mon, pull down your pants)
What would it hurt, take off that shirt
Babe, we've already come this far
Get out of your clothes, or get out of my car
We're gonna drive around a little while, now
Scoot it over here in the middle, baby
We've already kissed
(We've already kissed)
We've already danced
(We've already danced)
And you're wonderin' if you ought to pull off my boots
Or pull down your pants
(C'mon, pull down your pants)
What would it hurt, take off that shirt
Hell, we've already come this far
Get out of your clothes, or get out of my car
(Get out of my car)
I got out of my clothes, she got out of my car
What's up, baby
