The World Ain't Yours and Mine - Dustin Lynch

Whatever we got goin' on between us here, I don’t hate it

The way we’re lookin' at each other, there’s no takin' it back

Just had to say that

It’s like we got the perfect Saturday night situated

Let’s burn the weight of the worry away without strikin' a match

It feels like we’ve got

Diamonds in our pockets

Radio playing Rocket Man

You spinnin', headlight dancin'

Act like you don’t give a damn

That the paint on my Pontiac’s faded

That’s got me thinkin' baby maybe we’ll make it

Till the stars die and time spreads its wings and flies

And the world ain’t yours and mine like it is tonight

We ain’t ever gonna run down a dream unless we chase it

And there’s nobody I would rather be runnin' it down with than you

Sittin' under this moon

Whiskey in a thermos up under the seat

Pass a cigarette while this little town sleeps

No matter how long this lasts between me and you

It’ll end too soon 'cause

It feels like we’ve got

Diamonds in our pockets

Radio playing Rocket Man

You spinnin', headlight dancin'

Act like you don’t give a damn

That the paint on my Pontiac’s faded

That’s got me thinkin' baby maybe we’ll make it

Till the stars die and time spreads its wings and flies

And the world ain’t yours and mine like it is tonight

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Yeah

It feels like we’ve got

Diamonds in our pockets

Radio playing Rocket Man

You spinnin', headlight dancin'

Act like you don’t give a damn

That the paint on my Pontiac’s faded

That’s got me thinkin' baby maybe we’ll make it

Till the stars die and time spreads its wings and flies

And the world ain’t yours and mine like it is tonight

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh