We're just getting warmed up Going down out here Just getting started Already fired up, yeah this party Ain't nothing like it round here Another double shot of crazy in cup Yeah we're just getting warmed up But we're just getting warmed up

Oh Ruby, don't take your love to town You've painted up your lips and rolled and curled your tinted hair Ruby, are you contemplating going out somewhere? The shadow on the wall tell me the sun is going down Oh, Ruby, don't take your love to town It

Here we go now Pour the shots out Everyone is getting hammered And the tabs on me We're going hard cause we run this shit So stay the fuck at home if you party like a bitch Take another and drink it all down We can have ten more We keep it rowdy as fuck

They're just spies And the spies came out of the water But you're feeling so bad 'cause you know They're all spies They're going to find us I awake to find no peace of mind I said how do you live as a fugitive Down here where I cannot see so clear I

Ey oh ey oh, when a guy like me Ey oh ey oh, gets a girl like you Yeah, you better know we're going to take it downtown, Showin' everybody what I'm crazy about. Ey oh ey oh, anywhere we go, ey oh ey oh, gotta let 'em all know. And I'mma tattoo your name

Down in Lucky Town I'm going down to Lucky Town I'm gonna lose these blues I've found Baby, down in Lucky Town Down to Lucky Town Yeah, house got too crowded clothes got too tight And I don't know just where I'm going tonight Out where the sky's been

Going on down there Is going on down there There's something tonight, So crawl up, it, baby. All I ever wanted tonight So crawl it, baby. Hey, I want you tonight Who do you think you're kidding now? Screaming, lying, about it now. I know you're kicking on

Dancing, dancing, dancing in the headlights They're going out of control, (whoa) You know you got the perfect night When you got the girls We got the bass down low (whoa) Girls got there shaker shaking, a buzz in the making They're getting with it

Music's playing up and down the block Mostly Christian, blues, country, folk and southern rock It's a little piece of paradise way out here in the woods There's always something going on down in the trailerhood My neighbor Carl, he lives next door Pink

I believe things are going wrong, And the night goes on and on, All your dreams have flown away, And the sun won't shine today The lights go down, One day,I gotta get out of here, I gotta make everything clear I gotta see you.