Next To You, Next To Me

Next to you, next to me

Next to you, next to me

Next to you, next to me

Baby, next to you, next to me

Ridin' down the road in my pickup truck

You better be ready 'cause I'm pickin' you up

With the full moon shinin' and a little bit of luck

We'll run outta gas and maybe get stuck

We can get lost, baby, I don't care

I ain't worried as long as you're there

Ain't no place that I'd rather be

Next to you sittin' next to me

Barbecue chicken in aluminum foil

Just enough money for my gas and oil

Who needs your shrimp and your caviar?

I'd sooner have you just the way you are

Rich people got the money to hold

Mansion on the hill with diamonds and gold

Can't compare as far as I can see

Next to you sittin' next to me

Ain't no place that I'd rather be

Next to you sittin' next to me

Oh

Yeah, pick that thing, boy

Oh

Hey

Radio playin' our favorite song

Well, I'll change the station if the news come on

The signal ain't comin' in too strong

Make our own music, honey, all night long

If the good Lord's willin' and we're old and gray

The kids are grown up and moved away

We'll be rockin' there side by side

With a barbecue chicken and the TV Guide

Hell, there ain't no place that I'd rather be

Next to you sittin' next to me

Ain't no place that I'd rather be

Next to you sittin' next to me

Ain't no place that I'd rather be

Next to you sittin' next to me

Next to you, next to me

Next to you, next to me

Next to you, next to me

As long as you're next to me, baby

Next to you, oh, sittin' next to me

I'd sooner have you just the way you are (Next to you, next to me)

Oh, there ain't no place that I'd rather be (Next to you)

Next to you sittin' next to me

And if the good Lord's willin' (Next to you)

And we're old and gray

And the kids are grown up (Next to you)

And moved away (Baby, next to you)

We'll be rockin' there side by side

With the barbecue chicken and the TV Guide

Ooh, yeah

Yeah, there ain't no place that I'd rather be

Next to you sittin' next to me