I was thinking 'bout a front porch kiss,
But we got to talking so I wound
Then you leaned over turned the radio up
And I turned the tires on this pickup truck
To where the blacktop roads run out
Well, looks like baby, right now
Turning left when I shoulda turned right
Looking like it's gonna be a long night
Got three- hundred horses
We're taking the long way
I'm taking you home, yeah
Your smile's telling me to keep going
Until the sun comes up or these
eight lug wheels fall off
Well, baby, we can go fast
Just keep them kisses on cruise control
We gonna get there when we get there
Turning left when I shoulda turned right
Looking like it's gonna be a long night
Got three- hundred horses
We're taking the long way
Yeah, I'm taking the long way
I'm taking you home, yeah