RIGHT WHERE SHE WANTS ME

Words and music by Winston Apple

Tearing along this dotted line
Smoking up a storm, drinking cherry wine
If this car had wings you know we'd be flying
As we fly across the midnight sky
She say, "Don't the moon look good!"
Baby say, "Don't them stars really know how to shine!"

She got her arms wrapped around me
She keeps whispering something in my ear
The radio keeps screaming some silly love song
It's making it hard to hear what she say
She say, "Don't you look good!"
Baby say, "Don't your eyes really know how to shine!"

And I get the feeling she's got me right where she wants me
If this is where she wants me, I don't mind
I could be in love, you know I could be crazy
I could be drinking too much wine

I just want these wheels to keep on a rollin'
I just want them stars to keep shining bright
I just want to feel her arms around me (tight)
As we fly across the midnight sky
She say, "Don't you look good!"
Baby say, "I think them stars are in your eyes tonight!"

And I think she's got me right where she wants me

© Combine Music, 1978.
Used by permission. All rights reserved.



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