(Ah summer nights) Summer nights and my radio Well that's all we need, baby, don'tcha know? We celebrate when the gang's all here In the heat of the summer Ain't no way I'm sittin' home tonight

I don't lie Without an alibi I ain't lyin' I told my dyin' daddy That I had to run away Looked him in the eyes Said, "there ain't no other way" So woman, if I tell you that I love you, be ok 'Cause I ain't lyin'

Tonight's the night It's gonna be alright 'Cause I love you girl Ain't nobody gonna stop us now Stay away from my window Stay away from my back door too Disconnect the telephone line Relax baby and draw that blind Kick off your shoes and sit right down

My love (so don't give away) Ain't another woman that could take your spot Because, I can see us holding hands Walking on the beach our toes in the sand I can see us on the country side Sitting in the grass laying side by side You can be my baby Let me

Go down, go down, go down, go down Ruby, Ruby, where you been so long Done took to drinkin' whiskey Baby since you been gone Ain't no one I know do it as good as you Lickin' on that lickin' stick the way you do You got the lips to make a strong man weak

I thought you and me were something special Thought you thought that way too Now I know that this old boy just ain't the Best you'll think you'll ever do It ain't cool to be crazy about you It ain't suave or debonair To let you know I care

I don't need their blessing now I don't need their invitation Ain't no way to shut me down Or to take this path I've taken And maybe I've been left out Never let this be mistaken They can keep that blessing now, forget me now 'Cause I was never welcome

I don't think Waylon done it that way And if he was here he'd say "'hoss, neither did Hank" I ain't dogging what you're doing but boys, come on let's get real Get-ups, gimmicks One-hit wonders that don't stick Pretty boys, acting tough Boy bands give it

He ain't nothing like me, girl I done showed you shit you never seen, girl She don't think that I can change So I switched from a Benz to a Range First class to the jet (Yeah) I got more money than her ex Way more money than her ex And he ain't nothing

It's like too much to describe, yeah, it's enough for two lives And I could never stand by nothing but at least I'm gon' try Ain't nothin' to it but to do it, throw away that phone 'Cause I know you missed a snap on a another, I can name three or four