Give me a stone cold George Jones, whiskey, bent barstool night
I wanna fly like a honky tonk moth to that neon light
This highway burnin´ me up, blues been weighin´ me down

There´s a hole in the wall needs fillin´ on the edge of town
I´m gonna floorboard that Ford straight toward my baby´s house
She´ll be shinin´ like a million dollar diamond second she steps out
She´ll be slippin´ me sugar and buddy, she ain´t gonna stop
Till we Bonnie and Clyde slide into that parking lot

´Bout to light that fuse on a Friday night
Get to cuttin´ loose on this wound up tight
Where twenty bucks buys guitars strummin´
Paychecks turn to cold beer buzzin´
All that leads to late night lovin´
We ain´t there yet, but we ain´t far from it

That Tele rippin´ Mississippi, cover band´s sure on point
She on the dance floor, good Lord, droppin´ every jaw in the joint
When she flips that switch, I´m off like a rocket
Ain´t no way to stop it

When we light that fuse on a Friday night
Get to cuttin´ loose on this wound up tight
Where twenty bucks buys guitars strumming
Paychecks turn to cold beer buzzin´
All that leads to late night lovin´
We ain´t there yet, but we ain´t far from it
´Bout to light that fuse on a Friday night
Get to cuttin´ loose on this wound up tight
Where twenty bucks buys guitars strummin´
Paychecks turn to cold beer buzzin´
All that leads to late night lovin´

We ain´t there yet, but we ain´t far from it
No, we ain´t there yet, but we ain´t far from it