Lyrics:

Stand on the bar, stomp your feet, start clappin'
Got a real good feelin' somethin' bad about to happen

Pulled up to the church, but I got so nervous
Had to back it on up, couldn't make it to the service
Grabbed all the cash underneath my mattress
Got a real good feelin' somethin' bad about to happen

Ran into a girl in a pretty white dress
Rolled down the window
'Where you headed to next?'
Said 'I'm headed to the bar with my money out of the mattress'
Got a real good feelin' somethin' bad about to happen

Stand on the bar, stomp your feet, start clappin'
I got a real good feelin' somethin' bad about to happen
The drinks keep comin', throw my head back laughin'
Wake up in the mornin', don't know what happened
Whoa, somethin' bad
Whoa, somethin' bad
Now me and that girl that I met on the street
We're rollin' down the road, down to New Orleans
Got a full tank of gas and the money out of the mattress
Got a real good feelin' somethin' bad about to happen

'Bout to tear it up down in New Orleans
Just like a real-life Thelma and Louise
If the cops catch up, they're gonna call it kidnappin'
Got a real good feelin' somethin' bad about to happen

Stand on the bar, stomp your feet, start clappin'
I got a real good feelin' somethin' bad about to happen
The drinks keep comin', throw my head back laughin'
Wake up in the mornin', don't know what happened
Whoa, somethin' bad
Whoa, somethin' bad
Stand on the bar, stomp your feet, start clappin'
Got a real good feelin' somethin' bad about to happen
And the drinks keep comin', throw my head back laughin'
Wake up in the mornin', don't know what happened
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Whoa, somethin' bad
Whoa, somethin' bad