There’s something ’bout when we touch
A little too much and never enough
Here beneath the stars and the magnolia tree
A slice of heaven just for you and me
There’s a place we like to go
Tucked away where no body knows
Fireflies and moonbeams and a warm summer breeze
There’s nowhere else on earth I’d rather be
Than laying on the hood of my car
Wishing on a shooting star
Singing with the radio
Playing soft and low
Baby just you and me
Easy as can be
Doing what comes naturally
Baby when I taste your lips
And the soft caress of your finger tips
Finally found the feeling that I never felt before
I thought I knew but now I know for sure
Laying on the hood of my car
Wishing on a shooting star
Singing with the radio
Playing soft and low
Baby just you and me
Easy as can be
Doing what comes naturally
There’s something about the moonlight
As it dances in your eyes
A dream I must’ve dreamed a thousand times
Laying on the hood of my car
Wishing on a shooting star
Singing with the radio
Playing soft and low
Baby just you and me
Easy as can be
Doing what comes naturally
Baby just you and me
Easy as can be
Doing what comes naturally