Crooked old barefoot shovin' it across the outdoor dancefloor like you ain't got no sense His new girlfriend found her a pretty good fella I guess that she's into rednecks
Oh my, no lie: y'all better hold on tight We got a lot of ice-cold cheap beer flowin' around here, lord wish we had all night But the mornin's gonna come and it won't be no fun for anyone
Watch out for Miss comin' up to you, leanin' up on you, wanna take you home tonight She got herself a six-foot-fiver Mac Truck driver comin' in hot, and he loves to fight
Oh my, no lie: she'll put it on you in a minute In a double-wide cheetah print silk sheet queen-size, it's sure cozy while you're in it But the mornin's gonna come and it won't be no fun for anyone, son
Oh my, no lie: there ain't no turnin' back now And you can't un-think what you already done And the moonlight's gonna burn out And the mornin's gonna come and it won't be no fun for anyone Yeah the mornin's gonna come and it won't be no fun for anyoneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
