Suntans and white tank tops
Summertime and no flip-flops
A little country a little rock, yeah, yeah
Dirt roads and dashboard lights
Fool around on a Friday night
Them jeans that fit just right, yeah, yeah
Yeah
I'll bring the music, you bring the beer
We're gonna kick this thing in gear
Come on now and get your hands in the air
Sayin' yeah (yeah)
Yeah, I'll turn it up, and you turn it on
We got a right to do no wrong
You bring a case of whatever makes you move it
And I'll bring the music
Small towns and pickup trucks
Concerts and dixie cups
Good songs and holding 'em up, yeah, yeah
You and that sexy smile
When kisses are drivin' me wild
So hot that there ain't no mild, yeah, yeah
Yeah
I'll bring the music, you bring the beer
We're gonna kick this thing in gear
Come on now and get your hands in the air
Sayin' yeah (yeah)
Yeah, I'll turn it up, and you turn it on
We got a right to do no wrong
You bring a case of whatever makes you move it
And I'll bring the music
Yeah, we're out there where the crickets chirp
I'll be getting down with those country girls
You know I love it, I'm so proud of it
Rockin' and knockin' the bottom out of it
I'll bring the music, you bring the beer
We're gonna kick this thing in gear
Come on now and get your hands in the air
Sayin' yeah (yeah)
Yeah, I'll turn it up, and you turn it on
We got a right to do no wrong
You bring a case of whatever makes you move it
I love to see you move it
And I'll bring the music
I got the music
Yeah, I'll bring the music
