Texty: Toby Keith. Burnin' Moonlight.

The needle showed the gas was low And three dollars in my pocket Her beauty got the best of me And she didn't try to stop it On a dead end road nobody knows A thing about but me We parked that old ford pickup truck Under that cypress tree Turnin midnight Burnin moonlight Yeah I was off and runnin My fingers through her hair You could cut the passion With a knife In that southern midnight air I kissed her sweet on that pickup seat As my blue jeans hit the floor Her body heat And my cold bare feet Pressed up against the door Turnin midnight Burnin moonlight Oh I still feel the same about you I can't spend the night without you You still move me Turnin midnight Burnin moonlight It happened fast Just like that It didn't take us long Like smoke rings off my cigarette Our innocence was gone And I wanted to say something But I buttoned up instead She sat there and brushed her hair And a smile was all she said Turnin midnight Burnin moonlight Girl I still feel the same about you I can't spend the night without you You still move me Turnin midnight Burnin moonlight