Wild nights, hot and crazy days Can you feel the beat Everybody's rockin' in the summer heat As the sun goes down Well deep down inside For those wild nights, hot and crazy days I'm gonna break-out I'm gonna drive my car

The weekend sits on my hillbilly world You better be ready when the sun goes down I'm a hayseed And a plow boy I'm a farm kid And a cowboy I'm a roughneck My daddy was a roughneck too I run around with hillbilly girls

Yeah, rum is the reason pirates never ruled the world I ain't getting much done But I'm having fun sailing on the deep blue sea My whole body goes numb from a bottle of dark rum and the sun sinking down on me My catch of the day is a tall Cuba libra

Where the sun comes up about ten in the morning And the sun goes down about three in the day And you fill your cup with whatever bitter brew you're drinking In the deep dark hills of eastern Kentucky That's the place where I trace my bloodline And it's

You set me on fire Spark and it's like gasoline I start purring like a machine My heart only runs on supreme So hot, give me your gasoline When the music goes up And the sun goes down Lightning strikes

This is the night, this is the night Feelin' alive, feelin' alive 'Cause we're not alone tonight My heart goes boom as the stars go blue Like a sea of cell phone lights The moon gets light as the sun goes down Somewhere behind the Hollywood sign Have you

Just when I thought our chance had passed You go and save the best for last Sometimes the snow comes down in June Sometimes the sun goes 'round the moon And now we're standing face to face Isn't this world a crazy place Sometimes the very thing you're

Doesn't matter where we are are are are As the sun goes down We were, wash around me now Doesn't matter, no Nothings ever what we expect Oh, we're chasing as the sun set Got my mind on you If there's a moment when it's perfect

Hey Lolita, hey I know what the boys want, I'm not gonna play Whistle all you want but I'm not gonna say Never was in love, skipping heart beats with the boys downtown Just you and me feelin the heat beatin when the sun goes down Kiss me in the d.a.r.k.

When the sun goes down You’re gonna need a flashlight You’re gonna need a candle I think I can manage that When you leave town I’m gonna buy you a calling card ‘Cause I’m falling hard for you I go back on Labor Day And I will try to make my way