Where It’s At – Dustin Lynch

There’s something special about leaning over at 2 a.m. for that sweet little late night kiss. Love it.

“It’s at 2 a.m. when she’s reachin’ over, faded t-shirt hangin’ off her shoulder.  Dressed up, her hair down, in a ball cap, yep yep. As long as I get that sweet little something late night kiss, on a plane or a train or way back in the sticks. I swear, if she’s there, that’s where, yep yep, that’s where it’s at.”

Where It’s At – Dustin Lynch
It ain’t in a high rise, looking for a good time, shutting down the city lights
It ain’t in the water, floating like a bobber, soaking up that hot sunshine
As good as it gets, no that ain’t where it is.

Chorus:
It’s at 2 a.m. when she’s reachin’ over
Faded t-shirt hangin’ off her shoulder
Dressed up, her hair down, in a ball cap
Yep yep, as long as I get that
Sweet little something late night kiss
On a plane or a train or way back in the sticks
I swear, if she’s there, that’s where
Yep yep, that’s where it’s at.

It ain’t in a suped up, shiny red new truck, if she ain’t to my right
It ain’t in a dive bar, tall can of PBR, poppin’ tops, rockin’ all night
As good as it gets, no that ain’t where it is.  Chorus

No, it don’t matter wherever we’re at
No, it don’t get no better than that.

It ain’t in a suped-up, shiny red new truck.  Chorus

Yeah, that’s where it’s at
Yep, yep
2 a.m. when she’s reachin’ over
Faded t-shirt hangin’ off her shoulder
That’s where it’s at.

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