Lyrics:

A hammer and a nail, stacking them bails
Im dog tired by the five oclock hour
But Im ready to raise some hell
And Jesses getting ready, Im gassing up the Chevy
Im gonna pick her up at six
I hope shes gonna wear them jeans with the tear
That her mama never fixed
The moon comes up and the sun goes down
We find a little spot on the edge of town
Twist off, sip a little, pass it around
Dance in the dust turn the radio up
And that fireball whiskey whispers
Temptation in my ear
Its a feeling alright, Saturday night
And thats how we do it round here.
Yeah thats how we do it round here
Mud on the grips, wild cherry on her lips
Ive been working and trying and flirting and dying
For an all night kind of kiss
And country on the boom box
And candles on the tool box
Im doing everything right
Got the country boy charm turned all the way on tonight.
Yeah the moon comes up and the sun goes down
We find a little spot on the edge of town
Twist off, sip a little, pass it around
Dance in the dust, turn the radio up
And that fireball whisky whispers
Temptation in my ear
Its a feeling alright, Saturday night
And thats how we do it round here.
Yeah thats how we do it round here.
Yeah the moon comes up and the sun goes down
We find a little spot on the edge of town
Twist off, sip a little, pass it around
Dance in the dust turn the radio up
And that fireball whiskey whispers
Temptation in my ear
Its a feeling alright, Saturday night
And thats how we do it round here.
Yeah thats how we do it round here.
Come on.
Yeah thats how we do it round here.
Yeah thats how we do it round here.
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