Sun getting heavy and the night is falling
Phone ringing, it's a good time calling
Old truck slicked up shining like a rhinestone
Taking off like a big red pocket
Find a crow in my back pocket
Flying high by the time the band comes on

I'm loaded, got a fist full of cash
I'm rolling just filed her up with gas
I'm going where I wanna be
I got my baby beside me
She's strolling and I like it a lot
She's showing everything she's got
We're blowing these twenty dollar bills
I can't tell you how good I feel
I'm loaded

Baby's got her shoes off out on the dance floor
Gonna dance 'til she can't dance anymore
They haven't played "Give Me Three Steps
Give Me Three Steps" yet
Bought ten rounds for my buddies at the back bar
Struck my last five in the tip jar
Stretched my dollar 'bout as far as it can stretch

What's that?
Checks?
You'd cash a check?
Well

I'm loaded, bring another round
Rock 'n rolling my baby's still getting down
I'm blowing through my twenty dollar bills
I can't believe how good I feel
I'm loaded, got a fist full of cash
I'm rolling just filled her up with gas
I'm going where I wanna be
I got my baby beside me

I'm loaded (loaded)
Loaded (loaded)
Loaded (loaded)
Got my baby beside me

I'm loaded (loaded)
Rolling (rolling)
Strolling (strolling)
I got my baby beside me

I'm loaded (loaded)
Loaded (loaded)
Loaded (loaded)