"Feel You Coming" lyrics

I can feel you coming
I can feel you coming

She's the type that likes the way the bruises feel
The morning after she's the one behind the wheel
She likes to push it low and keep it dirt road slow
And the speed demon sinning

'57 Chevy, cherry leather inside
Teeny Lamborghini baby, born to ride
Feet up on the dash, yeah she's got something in mind
And the look in her eyes

And I love the way you taste
With my hands wrapped 'round your waist

I can feel you coming
Feel your engine flooding
Pumping 'til you done
And keep the ride running

Burnin' for that one thing
We ain't gotta rush things
Push the pedal down and feel the vibrations

And I love the way you taste
I can feel you coming

I can tell this rodeo isn't her first
Cuz' baby girl rides it like she's into the hurt
Love it how she grinds then throws it into reverse
And that speed demon sinning

Pretty little fingers creeping up on my thigh
Tattoo on her neck says she's, "born to be wild"
And I can tell she's wicked, but I'm into the high
And the look in her eyes

And I love the way you taste
With my hands wrapped 'round your waist

I can feel you coming
Feel your engine flooding
Pumping 'til you done
And keep the ride running

Burnin' for that one thing
We ain't gotta rush things
Push the pedal down and feel the vibrations

And I love the way you taste
I can feel you coming

Drop that top
Hit the redline
Girl, don't stop
Got nothing but time

I can feel you coming
Feel your engine flooding
Pumping 'til you done
And keep the ride running

Burnin' for that one thing
We ain't gotta rush things
Push the pedal down and feel the vibrations

And I love the way you taste
I can feel you coming

I can feel you coming
Feel your engine flooding
Pumping 'til you done
And keep the ride running

Burnin' for that one thing
We ain't gotta rush things
Push the pedal down and feel the vibrations

And I love the way you taste
I can feel you coming