Yeah, that’s my kind of night! All them other boys wanna wind you up and take you downtown But you look like the kind that likes to take it way out Out where the corn rows grow, row, row my boat Floatin’ down the Flint River, catch us up a little catfish

Under the stars I'm awaken To the sound of a firebird Under the sky I'm half-naked, oh, oh We started at the cinema Tear of dancing, hands in the wind Rizlas, rolling up a cigarette The boys are calling shotgun again Hot, bloody like a harlequin I hear

Pretty girls drinkin' tall boys Watchin' pretty girls drinkin' tall boys Swingin' their hips to a country song Silver cans up in the air Ain't nothin' like gettin' right Chasing a buzz with a cold Bud Light 'Bout pretty girls drinkin' There ain't much to

All that I'm dreaming of That all that I need is love The day that I will find my love Boys like to think they can have it all Well they don't know they're still so small All that they see is live is opportunity Guys like to think they'll get any girl

Drink one for me, for all the old times We tore up that town, raised hell alright Tell the boys, thanks for having my back Some of the best memories I've ever had So go on and get crazy And drink one for me And times like this You don't know how bad, I

(The) back street dolls And the side door johnnies The wide eyed boys with their bags full of Back in the alley Going bang to the wall Tied to the tail Of a midnight crawl Heaven wouldn't be

I don't know why she love me but she do I don't know why she love me like she do I don't know why she love me but it's true She's drop dead beautiful Smart as a whip when she's in school All the boys love her, yeah, it's true One, two, three She's full

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

Drinkers and carousers the likes you've never seen; And this night, by God! We drank till there was no more, From the Troller to the Raven with all stops in between And we're good old boys, we come from the North Shore, Well, we're good old boys, we come

Like lightning, light, like lightning The boys, the girls, they all like Carmen She gives them butterflies, bats her cartoon eyes Buy her tonight, she's still shining Darling, darling, doesn't have a problem Lying to herself 'cause her liquor's top shelf