Song | Havin' A Good Time |
Artist | Tommy Shane Steiner |
Album | Then Came The Night |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Lindsey, Mayo, McDonald | |
Friday night, little town | |
Not much to do but ride around | |
And listen to the radio real loud | |
Hangin' out in cut-off jeans | |
Watchin' the traffic lights blink | |
Not a lot to worry about | |
There's more to this world than big city lights | |
A small town is where the stars really shine | |
Hey, hey, don't you know | |
Out in the country where the wild weeds grow | |
People know how to have a good time | |
Barefoot, back road, cheap wine, rock and roll | |
Everybody havin' a good time | |
Yeah, yeah, yeah | |
Well you might think that folks get bored | |
When the only thing open is a grocery store | |
And 32 slots down at the sonic | |
Every weekend they steam up | |
All the windows in their pick-up trucks | |
They still swear it's strictly platonic | |
A cloud of dust and red tail lights | |
Headed for the county line | |
Hey, hey, don't you know | |
Out in the country where the wild weeds grow | |
People know how to have a good time | |
Barefoot, back road, cheap wine, rock and roll | |
Everybody havin' a good time | |
Yeah, yeah, yeah | |
There's more to this world than big city lights | |
A small town is where the stars really shine | |
Hey, hey, don't you know | |
Out in the country where the wild weeds grow | |
People know how to have a good time | |
Barefoot, back road, cheap wine, rock and roll | |
Everybody havin' a good time | |
Yeah, yeah, yeah |
zuo qu : Lindsey, Mayo, McDonald | |
Friday night, little town | |
Not much to do but ride around | |
And listen to the radio real loud | |
Hangin' out in cutoff jeans | |
Watchin' the traffic lights blink | |
Not a lot to worry about | |
There' s more to this world than big city lights | |
A small town is where the stars really shine | |
Hey, hey, don' t you know | |
Out in the country where the wild weeds grow | |
People know how to have a good time | |
Barefoot, back road, cheap wine, rock and roll | |
Everybody havin' a good time | |
Yeah, yeah, yeah | |
Well you might think that folks get bored | |
When the only thing open is a grocery store | |
And 32 slots down at the sonic | |
Every weekend they steam up | |
All the windows in their pickup trucks | |
They still swear it' s strictly platonic | |
A cloud of dust and red tail lights | |
Headed for the county line | |
Hey, hey, don' t you know | |
Out in the country where the wild weeds grow | |
People know how to have a good time | |
Barefoot, back road, cheap wine, rock and roll | |
Everybody havin' a good time | |
Yeah, yeah, yeah | |
There' s more to this world than big city lights | |
A small town is where the stars really shine | |
Hey, hey, don' t you know | |
Out in the country where the wild weeds grow | |
People know how to have a good time | |
Barefoot, back road, cheap wine, rock and roll | |
Everybody havin' a good time | |
Yeah, yeah, yeah |
zuò qǔ : Lindsey, Mayo, McDonald | |
Friday night, little town | |
Not much to do but ride around | |
And listen to the radio real loud | |
Hangin' out in cutoff jeans | |
Watchin' the traffic lights blink | |
Not a lot to worry about | |
There' s more to this world than big city lights | |
A small town is where the stars really shine | |
Hey, hey, don' t you know | |
Out in the country where the wild weeds grow | |
People know how to have a good time | |
Barefoot, back road, cheap wine, rock and roll | |
Everybody havin' a good time | |
Yeah, yeah, yeah | |
Well you might think that folks get bored | |
When the only thing open is a grocery store | |
And 32 slots down at the sonic | |
Every weekend they steam up | |
All the windows in their pickup trucks | |
They still swear it' s strictly platonic | |
A cloud of dust and red tail lights | |
Headed for the county line | |
Hey, hey, don' t you know | |
Out in the country where the wild weeds grow | |
People know how to have a good time | |
Barefoot, back road, cheap wine, rock and roll | |
Everybody havin' a good time | |
Yeah, yeah, yeah | |
There' s more to this world than big city lights | |
A small town is where the stars really shine | |
Hey, hey, don' t you know | |
Out in the country where the wild weeds grow | |
People know how to have a good time | |
Barefoot, back road, cheap wine, rock and roll | |
Everybody havin' a good time | |
Yeah, yeah, yeah |