In It

Baby I know that you gotta go

If it's a whim or a plan either way I hope

There's a beach in it

And your Friday nights are barefoot in the sand

And there's music and lights

And your left hand has a beer in it

I hope the coast is clear in it

Oh, I love you and I'll leave it at that

It's ok if you don't look back

But if my '98 Pontiac is still driving through your dreams

Takes you flyin around this old town in that same old shotgun seat

When you open your eyes

And that pretty little mind has a memory in it

I hope there's still a little me in it

You ain't gotta call, you ain't gotta write

But if the lonely gets you dialing for my voice one night

'Cause you miss hearin' it

I'll try not to have a tear in it

I won't try to talk you back into us

I'll keep my mouth and my broken heart shut

If my '98 Pontiac is still driving through your dreams

Takes you flyin around this old town in that same old shotgun seat

When you open your eyes

And that pretty little mind has a memory in it

I hope there's still a little me in it

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Oh, I love you and I'll leave it at that

Ya I know that you ain't coming back

But if my '98 Pontiac is still driving through your dreams

Takes you flyin around this old town in that same old shotgun seat

When you open your eyes

And that pretty little mind has a memory in it

I hope there's still a little me in it

I hope there's still a little me in it