I Want Ya - The Glorious Sons

Stop the car, babe, let’s get it on

Feel the weight of the full moon

Let it carry you like the tide

'Cross the country side

When your mother calls you

Don’t you answer the phone

I got fifty bucks and

A fear of being alone

Through the rain, through the thunder

The storm calls our number

And that’s the way I want it

I want ya

I need ya

Give me something to be

I believe in ya

I want ya

There’s a swimming hole

Past the righteous ranch

Where the girls and the boys go

For a midnight dance

You got the cheap smokes

I’ve got a box of wine

You can play with my high hopes

Just make me think that you’re mine

I want ya

I need ya

Give me something to be

I believe in ya

Baby believe in me

I want ya

I need ya

Give me something to be

I believe in ya

Come on, baby, let’s go wild!