When I look into those brown eyes of yours, when you stroke my hand the way you do, it's the sweetest thing. That cute little southern accent of yours, when you turn that country music up high and sing like there's no Tomorrow. Riding in your truck because we ain't going down till the sun comes up. Around that bonfire laying in the bed of the F150, oh those Southern nights. Baby, I've Gone country. Though it may be Wrong, I don't want to spend my time wondering What might have happened. So Just between you and me, If loving you is wrong, I don't want to be right.
*If you haven't noticed, the italics are names of country songs. I'm just trying to mix it up with my writing. Hope you enjoy!
hmmm... falling for a country boy??
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