Cruisn’

You say you want me back at home.

You’ve changed your mind.

You’ve been all alone.

Well, I’ve been thinking too!

Did you think about how you threw me out?

You took my truck, as if it ain’t enough.

Now baby, that was rude!

Refrain:

So, I’ll be crusin’ on a Saturday night,

Searching for my baby ‘til I get it right.

Yeah, I’ll be crusin’,

Crusin’ ‘til the morning in the broad day light.

I won my first drag race on the main street stretch.

All the girls were bettin’ I would be the best.  Man, now that was cool!  But there you were at the finish line, lace tied boots up around your thigh.

Baby, I was your fool.

Refrain:

So, I’ll be crusin’ on a Saturday night,

Searching for my baby ‘til I get it right.

Yeah, I’ll be crusin’,

Crusin’ ‘til the morning in the broad day light.

I’ll be holding nothing back out to Main Street heaven.

I’m revin’ up my engine for those hot rod women.

My luck is hard to beat.  It takes a time or two to figure it out.  I think I know now what

love is all about.

I’m comin’ destiny.

Refrain:

So, I’ll be crusin’ on a Saturday night,

Searching for my baby ‘til I get it right.

Yeah, I’ll be crusin’ on a Saturday night,

Crusin’ ‘til the morning in the broad day light.

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Joyce Lynn Eggleston

Indianapolis, IN – 2005††