Smoke in the air, longnecks on ice Some girls out on the dance floor 'bout to make a grown man cry Twenty dollar bill, jukebox on the wall I hope this bar likes loose guitars 'cause I'm about to play 'em all, yeah
Hey, hey, na, na I love to dance with honky tonk women Hey, hey, na, na I love the taste of the suds I'm sipping Start me up on a green bottle buzz Talk about killing two birds at once Drinking beer, singing songs Rolling Rock, Rolling Stones
Every record I play, every top I twist It ain't 1969, but it sure feels like it is Long as they're burnin' this neon sign I'll be holdin' this beer up high
Hey, hey, na, na I love to dance with honky tonk women Hey, hey, na, na I love the taste of the suds I'm sipping Start me up on a green bottle buzz Talk about killing two birds at once Drinking beer, singing songs Rolling Rock, Rolling Stones
Wish this bar didn't close at one But you can't always get what you want
Hey, hey, na, na I love to dance with honky tonk women Hey, hey, na, na I love the taste of the suds I'm sipping Start me up on a green bottle buzz Talk about killing two birds at once Drinking beer, singing songs Rolling Rock, Rolling Stones
Aw, yeah
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