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
Some 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 and get your hands in the air
Say 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 pick-up trucks
Concerts and Dixie cups
Good songs and holding them up
Yeah, yeah

You and that sexy smile
Wet kisses driving 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 and get your hands in the air
Say 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

Come on
One more

Way out there where the crickets chirp
Baby, working out that country flirt
Well, you know I love it
I'm so proud of it
Rocking and knocking the bottom out of it

I'll bring the music, you bring the beer
We're gonna kick this thing in gear
Come on and get your hands in the air
Say 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, baby
I'll bring the music, yeah