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Don't need a suped-up rooftop bar to see you shine
Like the neon lights
You know I love a front row, sold out country show
But baby that ain't the vibe
And usually I'll knock a six-pack down
And pack six boys in the back and then head downtown
But that ain't what I'm talkin’ about
Nah
I say we skip the "nice to me ya's"
Sippin’ on a homemade margarita
Drop down the top blowin' up the speakers
Lord knows this town ain't sleepin'
Like the neon lights
You know I love a front row, sold out country show
But baby that ain't the vibe
And usually I'll knock a six-pack down
And pack six boys in the back and then head downtown
But that ain't what I'm talkin’ about
Nah
I say we skip the "nice to me ya's"
Sippin’ on a homemade margarita
Drop down the top blowin' up the speakers
Lord knows this town ain't sleepin'
When we turn the radio up, the windows down
We’ll light it up on up and throw a few down
In town the bar's too loud, the stars are out,
One arm around you, hit the pedal, spin the tires around
On an old dirt road, drifting cross the line
Slow it down for a minute to put your lips on mine
Why would we turn up downtown to blow our money
Girl are you down to turn up country?
And when the tide draws out you can bet the sand bars open
They ain't closing
And we're headed there now but she can't wait, she’s already pouring
Oh yeah
And watching you mix ‘em up on the dash with your seat leaned back
No ID, no cover, no cash, and that's a fact
Girl I think we both know where the party's at
When we turn the radio up, the windows down
We’ll light it up on up and throw a few down
In town the bar's too loud, the stars are out,
One arm around you, hit the pedal spin the tires around
On an old dirt road, drifting cross the line
Slow it down for a minute to put your lips on mine
Why would we turn up downtown to blow our money
Girl are you down to turn up country?
I say we skip the "nice to me ya's"
Sippin’ on a homemade margarita
No ID, no cover, no cash, and that's a fact
Girl I think we both know where the party's at
When we turn the radio up, the windows down
We’ll light it up on up and throw a few down
In town the bar's too loud, the stars are out,
One arm around you, hit the pedal spin the tires around
On an old dirt road, drifting cross the line
Slow it down for a minute to put your lips on mine
Why would we turn up downtown to blow our money
Girl are you down to turn up country?
I say we skip the "nice to me ya's"
Sippin’ on a homemade margarita
Drop down the top blowin' up the speakers
Lord knows this town ain't sleepin'
When we turn the radio up, the windows down
We’ll light it up on up and throw a few down
In town the bar's too loud, the stars are out,
One arm around you, hit the pedal spin the tires around
On an old dirt road, drifting cross the line
Slow it down for a minute to put your lips on mine
Why would we turn up downtown to blow our money
Girl are you down to turn up country?
Are you down to turn up country?
Lord knows this town ain't sleepin'
Lord knows this town ain't sleepin'
When we turn the radio up, the windows down
We’ll light it up on up and throw a few down
In town the bar's too loud, the stars are out,
One arm around you, hit the pedal spin the tires around
On an old dirt road, drifting cross the line
Slow it down for a minute to put your lips on mine
Why would we turn up downtown to blow our money
Girl are you down to turn up country?
Are you down to turn up country?
Lord knows this town ain't sleepin'
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