Doin' What She Likes

She likes it when I call in sick to work
Spend the whole day hanging with her
I might get fired but that’s alright
I’m doing what she likes
She likes it when I bring home fresh fajitas
And mix up a pitcher of margaritas
Catch a kind of buzz that lasts all night
Doing what she likes

She likes hearing how good she looks in them blue jeans
Little kisses, sweeter than sweet tea
Things I whispered in her ear, oh my
I like doing what she likes
Like running my fingers through her long hair
Lighting watermelon candles upstairs
Letting them burn and holding her all night
I like doing what she likes

She likes it when I get past second gear
Sees gravel flying in the rear view mirror
Sometimes I’m pushing 95
Doing what she likes
And she likes it when I find a road that’s dark
Can we pull up somewhere and park?
Turn the radio on and turn off the lights
Keep doing what she likes

She likes hearing how good she looks in them blue jeans
Little kisses, sweeter than sweet tea
Things I whispered in her ear, oh my
I like doing what she likes
Like running my fingers through her long hair
Lighting watermelon candles upstairs
Letting them burn and holding her all night
I like doing what she likes

She likes it when I sing her old silly songs
And throwing words where they don’t belong
Sometimes we laugh ‘til we almost cry
Doing what she likes
Doing what she likes

She likes hearing how good she looks in them blue jeans
Little kisses, sweeter than sweet tea
Things I whispered in her ear, oh my
I like doing what she likes
Like running my fingers through her long hair
Lighting watermelon candles upstairs
Letting them burn and holding her all night
I like doing what she likes

Yeah, I like doing what she likes
Hmm, yeah