| Sittin' in the bed of my truck
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| Barefoot and cuddled up
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| Sippin' sweet tea in the settin' sun
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| It’s so hot outside, her hair’s untied and all undone
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| Johnson Hill overlooks the fence
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| To the only drive-in, left from here to Lincoln county
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| A little statics alright with us
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| Yeah, it’s Friday night, how we unwind and get all undone
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| Tune our dial to 1650
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| A Coleman lantern and hot dogs grillin'
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| Ain’t no one up here but a few bull frogs
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| Yeah, our idea of getting crazy has a lot
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| To do with just getting lazy
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| On a patch quilted blanket
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| We’ll put the brakes on the rush
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| Yeah, it’s Friday at night time
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| To unwind and get all undone
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| Fog settin' in, the air is so thick
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| Nights like these it’s good to be wet
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| So we might go dippin' in Miller’s pond
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| Yes, we might turn the headlights off
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| Leave the radio on and get all undone
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| Tune our dial to 1650
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| A Coleman lantern and hot dogs grillin'
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| Ain’t no one up here but a few bull frogs
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| Yeah, our idea of getting crazy has a lot
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| To do with just getting lazy
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| On a patch quilted blanket
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| We’ll put the brakes on the rush
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| Yeah, it’s Friday at night time
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| To unwind and get all undone
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| Yeah, it’s Friday night
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| Time to unwind and get all undone |