| Suntans and white tank tops
|
| Summertime and no flip-flops
|
| A little country a little rock, yea, yea
|
| Dirt roads and dashboard lights
|
| Fool around on a Friday night
|
| Them jeans that fit just right, yea, yea
|
| Yea
|
| 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' yea (yea)
|
| Yea, 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, yea, yea
|
| You and that sexy smile
|
| When kisses are drivin' me wild
|
| So hot that there ain’t no mild, yea, yea
|
| Yea
|
| 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' yea (yea)
|
| Yea, 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
|
| Yea, 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' yea (yea)
|
| Yea, 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
|
| Yea, I’ll bring the music |