[Verse 1]
Stuck Birmingham traffic
Seeing a Tennessee license plate
Like an overnight package
Addressed to me from yesterday

[Verse 2]
It’s the first drop of whiskey
Or the last hit of a late night high
No telling what’ll hit me
When every little thing
Is something to remember you by

[Chorus]
It don’t take too much to get me thinking
About those nights about those days
It don’t take too much to send me back
To somewhere so real I can almost taste
Secondhand wine on your last call lips
With my two-stеp hand on your blue jean hip
Leaving with thе one that I walked in with
Yeah for me to go back to us it don’t take too much

[Verse 3]
Seems like it don’t matter
How much time has passed us by
Or how many more chapters
This ‘ole heart has tried to write
[Verse 4]
I hear a song out to the window
Just the intro and you’re in my mind
It ain’t hard going down that road
When every little thing
Is something to remember you by

[Chorus]
It don’t take too much to get me thinking
About those nights about those days
It don’t take too much to send me back
To somewhere so real I can almost taste
Secondhand wine on your last call lips
With my two-step hand on your blue jean hip
Leaving with the one that I walked in with
Yeah for me to go back to us it don’t take too much

[Bridge]
If you picked up the phone
I’d pick up mine
It wouldn’t have to ring
No more than one time

[Chorus]
It don’t take too much to get me thinking
About those nights about those days
It don’t take too much to send me back
To somewhere so real I can almost taste
Secondhand wine on your last call lips
With my two-step hand on your blue jean hip
Leaving with the one that I walked in with
Yeah for me to go back to us it don’t take too much
[Outro]
Yeah for me to go back to us
Yeah for me to go back to us
Yeah for me to go back to us
It don’t take too much