Florida Georgia Line
Florida Georgia Line - Round Here lyrics
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Hammering a nail Stacking them bales I'm dog tired by the 5 o'clock hour But I'm ready to raise some hell And Jesse's getting ready I'm gassing up the Chevy I'm gonna pick her up at 6 I hope she's gonna wear the jeans with a tear That her mama never fixed The moon comes up and the sun goes down We find a little spot on the edge of town Twist off, sip a little, pass it around Dance in the dust, turn the radio up And that fireball whiskey whispers Temptation in my ear It's a feeling alright Saturday night And that's how we do it 'round here Yeah, that's how we do it 'round here Mud on the grips Wild cherry on her lips I've been working and trying and flirting and dying For an all night kinda kiss And country on the boombox And candles on the toolbox Doing everything right Got the country boy charm Turned all the way on tonight Yeah, the moon comes up and the sun goes down We find a little spot on the edge of town Twist off, sip a little, pass it around Dance in the dust, turn the radio up And that fireball whiskey whispers Temptation in my ear It's a feeling alright Saturday night And that's how we do it 'round here Yeah, that's how we do it 'round here The moon comes up and the sun goes down We find a little spot on the edge of town Twist off, sip a little, pass it around Dance in the dust, turn the radio up And that fireball whiskey whispers Temptation in my ear It's a feeling alright Saturday night And that's how we do it 'round here Yeah, that's how we do it 'round here Yeah, that's how we do it 'round here Yeah, that's how we do it 'round here