Dirty Dancing

Cole Swindell



We ran out of clock at that hole in the wall
We were one two-step in when we heard last call
She said take me somewhere
She high-fived the wind all the way out of town
At the edge of the world, that’s where I slowed it down
She let down her hair

We cut them high-beams off on some old farm ground
Left that radio on, spun her around

A thousand miles from the ocean by an old riverbank
We felt every word of Marina Del Rey
We let the stars guide every step that we took
The cars passing by never knew where to look
Had some beer from the store and a field for a floor
Nothing fancy up under that moon
Just a slow country song and my old lucky boots
Getting dirty, dancing with you

The fireflies were firing, the Magnolias sway
Heat lightning sky turning night into day
Then the next song played
We got Carried Away

A thousand miles from the ocean by an old riverbank
We felt every word of Marina Del Rey
We let the stars guide every step that we took
The cars passing by never knew where to look
Had some beer from the store and a field for a floor
Nothing fancy up under that moon
Just a slow country song and my old lucky boots
Getting dirty, dancing with you

Oooh, getting dust on this old Texas leather
Oooh, yeah we made one night sure last forever

A thousand miles from the ocean by an old riverbank
We felt every word of Marina Del Rey
We let the stars guide every step that we took
The cars passing by never knew where to look
Had some beer from the store and a field for a floor
Nothing fancy up under that moon
Just a slow country song and my old lucky boots
Getting dirty, dancing with you
Yeah, dancing with you
Dancing with you


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