Bright red Solo cups layin´ in the yard Got a dog named Billy sleepin´ underneath the car, ayy
Jimmy shootin´ whiskey, Johnny shootin´ at the stars, uh "Sweet Home Alabama" on an out-of-tune guitar, ayy ´88 Chevy with some rust on it (Skrrt) Who done brought the bottle with the dust on it? (Yeah) Cinder blocks holdin´ up them whips (Up them whips), uh BMX bikes with the grips (With the grips)
I went to high school with half of these heaters And it´s a small town, ain´t nobody leavin´ Yeah, it´s a rough crowd, but they´re my kind of people We goin´ all out, we don´t need a reason to
Turn up, get down
Clock in, clock out Work hard, play loud Everybody do what they want, all night Too much, just right That´s us, that´s life, uh Livin´ on the county line
(Ooh, ooh, ah) Livin´ on the county line
Grandma smokin´ cigarettes, she just got out of jail, uh Grandpa got a girlfriend and he told me not to tell, uh Preacher on the corner say we all gon´ go to hell Everybody got their secrets, we don´t keep ´em to ourselves We drinkin´ water from the tap, blowin´ the unemployment check
Don´t got no shirt up on our backs, only a cross around our necks We don´t sugarcoat nothin´ (Nah), we say it with our chest I bring home the bacon, let Mama do the rest
I went to high school with half of these heaters And it´s a small town, ain´t nobody leavin´ Yeah, it´s a rough crowd, but they´re my kind of people We goin´ all out, we don´t need a reason to
Turn up, get down Clock in, clock out Work hard, play loud Everybody do what they want, all night Too much, just right That´s us, that´s life, uh
Livin´ on the county line
(Ooh, ooh, ah) Livin´ on the county line (Ooh, ooh, ah) Livin´ on the county line
We like thirty from the Kroger and a hour from the mall Throwin´ parties in the summer, throwin´ touchdowns in the fall If we need a little somethin´ somethin´, we know who to call We don´t gotta see the world, we already seen it all
I went to high school with half of these heaters And it´s a small town, ain´t nobody leavin´
Yeah, it´s a rough crowd, but they´re my kind of people We goin´ all out, we don´t need a reason to
Turn up, get down Clock in, clock out Work hard, play loud Everybody do what they want, all night Too much, just right That´s us, that´s life, uh Livin´ on the county line
(Ooh, ooh, ah) (Ooh, ooh, ah)
I got county lines though I´m towny vibes I got hella cousins on the southern side I got family ties with some scary guys
I got rowdy friends, but I handle mine I be outta trouble for the most part Big heart if you search hard I be out late every so often But I´m in the pew when the church starts
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