I'm just an R&B thug, babe Ooh, ooh, ooh Tryin' to get some ass, babe Do you wanna thug, babe? Lookin' for some love, babe Do you wanna date, babe? Aah, aah, aah Keep on jumpin' like an Impala You slidin' that sexy ass down the pole like what

On them hot summer nights when I get a-wild here I got a moonshine stash in a cypress stomp An old tractor tire where I sit by the fire And drink to a sweet swamp song I got an old Jon boat that I stowed down there And a catfish line going, bom bom So if

We'll burn that bridge when we get there Hello Miss Heartbroke Sit your sweet self down It's good to see your dancin' feet back out on the town Rumor has it you've had trouble with your man I've had trouble of my own, I think I understand We'll put out

Learnin' more about life a man could ever teach Yea, we were lookin' like rockstars, shuttin' down bars From pbj's & pbr's Couple dollars and some freedom was all need to get us far We were young and in love every single week 17 through 22, runnin' wild

You make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise I got my windows down and the radio, get your radio Down a back road blowin’ stop signs through the middle Every little farm town with you In this brand new Chevy with a lift kit It’d look a hell lot

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.

I'll tell you once more before I get off the floor (Don't bring me down) Don't bring me down, groos (Don't bring me down, no no no no no) Don't bring me down (Don't bring me down, no no no no no no no) You got me runnin' goin' out of my mind You got me

End of the night, it's going down It's going down, I'm yelling timber You better move, you better dance Let's make a night, you won't remember I'll be the one, you won't forget Swing your partner round and round One more shot, another round The bigger

I can't find the words to say They're overdue When these pillars get pulled down It will be you who wears the crown And I'll owe everything to you How much pain has quaked your soul? How much love would make you whole? You're my guiding lightning strike

These Mexican minutes get longer and longer We're down to the worm in the bottle The chips and the salsa are gone Now we know why J.T. sang "Oh Mexico" We're two days south of the border Feeling too good to care why As the days goes by Up in the city