John Michael Montgomery

John Michael Montgomery - Youre The Ticket lyrics

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On your mama's front porch swing
 Feel like the guy that gets the girl
 On a forty-foot silver screen
 I wanna steal a kiss when we stop
 At the top of a great big ferris wheel
 I wanna know how good that feels

 I wanna be a red Corvette
 Rolling down a two-lane road
 With the top rolled back and no speed limit
 I wanna be a midnight plane
 Headin' down to Key Biscayne
 Livin' life and lovin' every minute
 And you're the ticket

 I wanna be the kid in the candy store
 With a new twenty dollar bill
 Wanna walk in the sand holdn' your hand
 With nothin' but time to kill
 Roll the dice when I need a seven
 And know that I can't lose
 Girl you make every dream come true

 I wanna be a red Corvette
 Rolling down a two-lane road
 With the top rolled back and no speed limit
 I wanna be a midnight plane
 Headin' down to Key Biscayne
 Livin' life and lovin' every minute
 And you're the ticket

 I wanna be a red Corvette
 Rolling down a two-lane road
 With the top rolled back and no speed limit
 I wanna be a midnight plane
 Headin' down to Key Biscayne
 Livin' life and lovin' every minute
 I said a red Corvette
 Rolling down a two-lane road
 With the top rolled back and no speed limit
 I wanna be a midnight plane
 Headin' down to Key Biscayne
 Livin' life and lovin' every minute
 And you're the ticket
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Publisher: Atlantic Recording Corporation

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Released in: 1998

Language: English

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