"He's goin' down, Lord have mercy" I'm goin' down Aww man you gotta love it I'm on my way Hey mama, all around the town they're sayin' I'm country rich, no budget Got to get paid Hey daddy, all around the town they're sayin' Pick up, pick up, daddy's in

I make ya, I make ya, I make ya, I make ya, I make ya I make your jeans Vibrate like a Nokia Hot gyal here Major Lazer We ah fuck the hottest gyal dem round 'ya Girl from down ah country and Girl from down ah town ya If you check da phone ya

Yeah, heel, toe, docie do Come on baby, let's go boot scootin' Oh Cadillac, Blackjack, baby meet me out back We're gonna boogie Oh, get down, turn around, go to town Boot scootin' boogie Out in the country Past the city limits sign Well there's a honky

Boot scootin' boogie Oh, get down, turn around, go to town Yeah heel toe do si do Come on baby let's go boot scootin' Oh cadillac blackjack baby meet me out back We're gonna boogie Out in the country Past the city limits sign Well there's a honky tonk

Wonder milky bitch You know how to do it You don't like arithmetic Tasting,touching,swallowing me Drinking me like bloody Mary This is the story of a country girl Back in town from her country house She came to me with her muddy boots She destroyed all

It's a small town throwdown Crank that country up loud Its time to tall boy up let them tailgates down Yea Man its on tonight right into morning light Its time to tall boy up Let them tailgates down Round these parts there ain't much to do Except work

Country must be country wide Playin' Cash, Hank, Willie, and Waylon In foreign cars and four wheel drives There's cowboys and hillbillies From farm towns to big cities In every state, there's a station There ain't no doubt in my mind I grew up south of

And the desert that´s dry In a country town Where the map was found When the wagons leave the city For the forest and further on Painted wagon of the morning Dusty roads where they've gone Sometimes travelin´ through the darkness At the summer comin´

Just a mile outside of town All along the floodline The hills roll out like centuries Pass by without a sound Oh country down Where I found my proving ground Wheels are turning around Down river bound Where the lemon tea sky fell down

Round and round and round and round we go Why we can't be satisfied I don't know Some folks livin' in the country can't wait to get in their pickup trucks and go to town There's people livin' in a penthouse dying to get out in the sticks and ride around