Gord Bamford - Firebird

Baby, ain't you and me just made in the shade?
Like Seagrams and homemade lemonade
Just right, I wanna soak in your sunshine
But you're teeny bikini top on, I'll take the t-tops off
It's all waxed up, now let's go get lost
On the highways and byways
Slam the hammer to the floorboard and fly away

In a Firebird
Catching all four gears on this old two lane
Make the tires burn
Your pretty hair blowing with the Skynyrd cranked
Streaming eagle on the hood
And you and me free as a free bird
Firebird

Now, baby, just listen to that engine whine
Where we're going your guess is as good as mine
We'll just drive on
Baby, baby, we'll just stay gone
You got me reeling in stealing a kiss between the bucket seats
Left hand on the wheel and the right on your knee
You're looking so fine, oh my
It's kinda hard to keep it between the white lines

In a Firebird
Catching all four gears on this old two lane
Make the tires burn
Your pretty hair blowing with the Skynyrd cranked
Streaming eagle on the hood
And you and me free as a free bird
Firebird

Even if I could I wouldn't trade where I am
Sitting next to the prettiest girl in the world
In a black Trans Am

Yeah, in a Firebird
Catching all four gears on this old two lane
Make the tires burn
Your pretty hair blowing with the Skynyrd cranked
Streaming eagle on the hood
And you and me free as a free bird
Firebird

Written by:
Brent Cobb, Brandon Kinney, Josh Thompson

Publisher:
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Bluewater Music Corp.

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