[Chorus:]

Well we're comin to your city

Gonna play our guitars and sing you a country song

We'll all be flyin higher than a jet air liner

And if you want a little bang in your ying yang come along



Well we flew through Cincinnati

And we all got really happy

Grabbed a bowl of that Skyline Chili along the way

Then we rolled on into Canton

Scared the hell out of Marilyn Manson

And the party started happenin

Hey hey hey



Then in the middle of a Charleston night

We ran into Jesco White

And a little moonshine got us right plum smacked insane



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Well we broke down in Greenville

In the middle of a hayfield

But a Bud Light truck pulled up and helped us out



So we then headed up to Philly

Partied down like real hillbillies

Brought the Music Mafia

And rocked it out



And Chippewa's where we go

When we're up in Buffalo

Don't you know those yankees drink enough to DROWN



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Listen up

Now LA's got the freaks

At Pink's and 15 dollar drinks

And San Antonio was a wild wild rodeo



And then Phoenix, Arizona

We drank way too much Corona

And we woke up by the river

In Jeff City, MO



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Yeah, yeah

We're comin to your city

We're gonna play our guitars and sing you a country song

We'll all be flyin higher than a jet air liner

And if you want a little bang in your ying yang

If you wanna little zing in your zang zang

If you wanna little ting in your tang tang

Come along, come along, come along, come along



Yeah, we're comin to your city