She'd rather wear a pair of cut-off jeans than a fancy evening dress
And with her windows rolled down and her hair all blown around, she's a hot Southern mess
She'll take a beer over white wine and a campfire over candle light
And when it comes to love, oh her idea of a romantic night
Is listenin' to old Alabama, drivin' through Tennessee
A little Dixieland Delight at the Right Time of the Night
And she can't keep her hands off of me
And now we're rollin' down an old back road
I got the steering wheel in one hand
We'll find a hideaway where she and I can play
In Mother Nature's band
Now we're listenin' to old Alabama, parked somewhere in Tennessee
A little 'Dixieland Delight' and 'It Feels So Right'
And it's 'Love In The First Degree'
Forget about Sinatra or Coltrane, or some ol' Righteous Brothers song
And Barry White ain't gonna work tonight, if you really wanna turn her on
Play some back home come on music that comes from the heart
Play something with lots of feeling, 'cause that's where music has to start
Now we're listenin' to Old Alabama, and we're drivin' through Tennessee
A little 'Dixieland Delight' and 'It Feels So Right'
And it's 'Love In The First Degree'
Yeah' you know we're listenin' to Old Alabama
(Old Alabama)
Drivin' through Tennessee
(Tennessee)
A little 'Why Lady Why' at the right time of the night
Oh and she can't keep her hands off of me
Oh, play me some old Alabama
Oh, play me some old Alabama
Won't you play me some old Alabama
Play me some old Alabama
Won't you play
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