DON’T BE THINKIN’
© RiDawn Rae/Marc-Alan Barnette
V1 You and me on a Sunday drive
Your hands are holding me right to your side
Your driving faster, just to get us home
Roll down the window let some fresh air in
It’s gettin’ harder to slow down again
I can’t help it, just wanna get you alone.
Now it’s time to wake up from this dream
Gotta get back to reality
C Don’t be thinkin’ bout, don’t be thinkin’ 'bout, don’t be thinkin’ bout that,
no no no, Don’t be thinkin’ bout, don’t be thinkin’ bout, don’t be thinkin’ bout – don’t be thinkin’ bout -- that.
V2 I remember when we first met
I thought you were an idiot
You thought I was more than you deserve
Slowly you got to me, you wore me down
Just by being my own personal clown
You made me laugh
you said I rocked your world
Get up for work now, up and at ‘em
Wouldn’t want you to have any distractions
(Chorus)
B That’s what I’m talking ‘bout, that’s what we’re all about, so before you go
Take one more look at me, before you grab those keys
And before you know it Oh oh oh ……. Oh oh oh oh oh ooooooo oh, mmmmmmmm
C Don’t be thinkin’ bout, don’t be thinkin’ bout, don’t be thinkin’ bout that, no no no
Don’t be thinkin’ bout, don’t be thinkin’ bout, don’t be thinkin’ bout – don’t be thinkin’ bout … don’t be thinkin’ bout, don’t be thinkin’ bout that no no no ….
Don’t be thinkin’ bout THAT!