(Whoa, whoa) (Here we come!) When the sun goes down, we're the small town smokin' gun Gonna ride back roads til' their ain't no road to run Gonna tip 'em back and drink 'em dry Leave it all out on the field tonight We ain't gonna stop, ready or not

Put it there, get the money In the back dry in the night Pay up, sign up LA (One man's waste is another man's soap) In the back of a Volvo A little game, maybe something you can borrow

In the back dry in the night Put it there, get the money (watch me now) In the back of a Volvo car Pay up, sign up, LA You're my DC oh Lee, oh You're my DC oh Anna, oh

We're coming home tonight So mama, don't stress your mind Mama, mama, mama, hey Hey, mama, don't stress your mind Hey, ma, we gonna be alright Dry those eyes We'll be back in the morning when the sun starts to rise Where should we run to? Don't wanna