Kane Brown - Closer

Money in the bank, gas in the tank
Say you wanna get a little crazy
Your hands up on my knee, you're such a little tease
I'm acting like it ain't gonna phase me
Girl tonight the world is ours
Shooting like some southern stars
From the backseat down a backstreet of your heart

Ridin' these FM waves
Burnin' these reckless days
I can't wait to get a taste
So get a little close, a little closer
Float in these country roads
Tearin' off each other's clothes
Heads back, curl up them toes
And get a little closer, a little closer

A little Waylon in truck, whiskey in my cup
Dancing with your back up on the console
Brush your hair back from your eyes
Put your fingertips in mine
Girl, pull me back until tomorrow
Set the evening sky on fire
Burning up with that desire
From the backseat down a backstreet in your heart

Ridin' these FM waves
Burnin' these reckless days
I can't wait to get a taste
So get a little close, a little closer
Float in these country roads
Tearin' off each other's clothes
Heads back, curl up them toes
And get a little closer, a little closer

I know just what you do
But when your body's movin
It's like you're saying
Come, come and chase me
Ain't got much love to prove
I'm about to lose
And girl it's over
Just, just get closer

I know just what you do
But when your body's movin
It's like you're saying
Come, come and chase me
Ain't got much love to prove
I'm about to lose
And girl it's over
Just, just get closer

Ridin' these FM waves
Burnin' these reckless days
I can't wait to get a taste
So get a little close, a little closer
Float in these country roads
Tearin' off each other's clothes
Heads back, curl up them toes
And get a little closer, a little closer

Written by:
Kane Brown, John Hanna, Nate Montgomery

Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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