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Hey Bobby
Hey Bobby.
Would you like to go for a ride in the country with me?
I'm celebratin'.
Ya see the four-wheeled beauty you're leanin' on
It finally belongs to me.
I've never owned a car before,
And I've never picked a boy up at his own front door.
It'd be a red letter day
If you'll come out and play in the country with me.
Hey Bobby.
Will you ride a little ways down 299 to a lovely little spot I found?
It's on a hilltop.
We can park in the shade and dance on the ground to a radio
station where the hits don't ever stop.
Watch the sun go down.
See the moon rise up.
Drink a champagne toast in a plastic cup.
Rock the night away, lookin' at stars, talkin 'bout cars
Bobby, with me.
Hey Bobby.
Do ya wanna huh? Do ya wanna huh? Huh?
Do ya wanna huh? Do ya wanna huh? Huh?
Do ya wanna huh? Do ya wanna huh? Huh?
Do ya wanna huh? Huh?
Watch the sun go down.
See the moon rise up.
Drink a champagne toast in a plastic cup.
In future times that be,
When ya need a good memory, Bobby, think about me.
Hey, Bobby.
Do ya wanna huh? Do ya wanna huh? Huh?
Do ya wanna huh? Do ya wanna huh? Huh?
Do ya wanna huh? Do ya wanna huh? Huh?
Do ya wanna huh? Do ya wanna huh? Huh?
How 'bout it Bobby? Ya wanna go for a ride in the country?
I'll get ya back real early, trust me.
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I'll get ya back real early, trust me.
How 'bout it Bobby? Ya wanna go for a ride in the country?
Do ya wanna huh? Do ya wanna huh? Huh?
Do ya wanna huh? Do ya wanna huh? Huh?
Do ya wanna huh? Do ya wanna huh? Huh?
Do ya wanna huh? Do ya wanna huh? Huh?
Hey, Bobby.
When ya need a good memory, Bobby, think about me.
In future times that be,
Drink a champagne toast in a plastic cup.
See the moon rise up.
Watch the sun go down.
Do ya wanna huh? Huh?
Do ya wanna huh? Do ya wanna huh? Huh?
Do ya wanna huh? Do ya wanna huh? Huh?
Do ya wanna huh? Do ya wanna huh? Huh?
Hey Bobby.
Bobby, with me.
Rock the night away, lookin' at stars, talkin 'bout cars
Drink a champagne toast in a plastic cup.
See the moon rise up.
Watch the sun go down.
station where the hits don't ever stop.
We can park in the shade and dance on the ground to a radio
It's on a hilltop.
Will you ride a little ways down 299 to a lovely little spot I found?
Hey Bobby.
If you'll come out and play in the country with me.
It'd be a red letter day
And I've never picked a boy up at his own front door.
I've never owned a car before,
It finally belongs to me.
Ya see the four-wheeled beauty you're leanin' on
I'm celebratin'.
Would you like to go for a ride in the country with me?
Hey Bobby.
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