Feel You Coming

I can feel you coming

I can feel you coming

She's the type that likes the way the bruises feel

The morning after she's the one behind the wheel

She likes to push it low and keep it dirt road slow

And the speed demon sinning

'57 Chevy, cherry leather inside

Teeny Lambroghini baby, born to ride

Feet up on the dash, yeah she's got something in mind

And the look in her eyes

And I love the way you taste

With my hands wrapped 'round your waist

I can feel you coming

Feel your engine flooding

Pumping 'til you done

And keep the ride running

Burnin' for that one thing

We ain't gotta rush things

Push the pedal down and feel the vibrations

And I love the way you taste

I can feel you coming

I can tell this rodeo isn't her first

Cuz' baby girl rides it like she's into the hurt

Love it how she grinds then throws it into reverse

And that speed demon sinning

Pretty little fingers creeping up on my thigh

Tattoo on her neck says she's, "born to be wild"

And I can tell she's wicked, but I'm into the high

And the look in her eyes

And I love the way you taste

With my hands wrapped 'round your waist

I can feel you coming

Feel your engine flooding

Pumping 'til you done

And keep the ride running

Burnin' for that one thing

We ain't gotta rush things

Push the pedal down and feel the vibrations

And I love the way you taste

I can feel you coming

Drop that top

Hit the redline

Girl, don't stop

Got nothing but time

I can feel you coming

Feel your engine flooding

Pumping 'til you done

And keep the ride running

Burnin' for that one thing

We ain't gotta rush things

Push the pedal down and feel the vibrations

And I love the way you taste

I can feel you coming

I can feel you coming

Feel your engine flooding

Pumping 'til you done

And keep the ride running

Burnin' for that one thing

We ain't gotta rush things

Push the pedal down and feel the vibrations

And I love the way you taste

I can feel you coming