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That Guitar

As Im riding in the car I can hear the strumming of that guitar and it's one of my favorite songs Playing on the fm radio Inside my mind I hope we can take it very slow getting to where we need to go cause I'm going to sing every word while rewinding and replaying it again and again it till you go bizerk And -I'm going to close my eyes And imagine the words in motion And -I'm going to hum along And deep inside I know that I'm going to probably make you hate another One of my favorite songs And since we can take our time and your driving fairly slow just know I'm going to blare it loud I want to soak it in I want to feel every word So I'll continue singing it again and again While I am riding in the car I'm going to play that imaginary Guitar I'm going to sway along and I am going to tap my feet Cause I cant help but move to the beat of the southern twain voice, Of the southern twain Guitar Of all my favoite country songs. And -I'm going to hum along And deep inside I know that I'm going to probably make you hate another One of my favorite songs And since we can take our time and your driving fairly slow just know I'm going to blare it loud I want to soak it in I want to feel every word So I'll continue singing it again and again

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