Brett Kissel — Better Bad Idea

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She said, «What if we take the long way home?
Turn right here and see where it goes?
Kill the headlights, the moon is all we need»

Then she twist the cap off my whiskey
And said, «I bet my Daddy’s gonna kill me
If we turn this Silverado tailgate to a California king»

Girl, all I know is tonight I can’t think
Of a better bad idea
I can’t think of a better bad idea

See the water tower at the county line
Let’s blow right passed that trespass sign
If the cops show up, we’ll be ready to run
She looked at me and said, «I can’t think of a better bad idea»
I can’t think of a better bad idea

Must be the midnight, moonlight
Sunset, sunrise
So wrong, so right
Lost in your eyes

My hands, your hips
I kiss your lips
Seats back, shirts ripped
All I know is
I can’t think of a better bad idea, no

She said, «It’s 3 a.m., I should get home»
Or we could stay right here all night long

I can’t think of a better bad idea
I can’t think of a better bad idea
I can’t think of a better bad idea

can’t think of a better bad idea

can’t think of a better bad idea

She said, «What if we take the long way home?»
«Turn right here and see where it goes»