Havin' A Good Time

Friday night, a little town
 Not much to do but ride around
 And listen to the radio real loud
 Hangin' out in cut-off jeans
 Watchin' the traffic light blink
 Not a lot to worry about
 There's more to this world than big city lights
 A small town is where the stars really shine
 Hey, hey, don't you know
 Out in the country where the wild weeds grow
 Where people know how to have a good time
 Barefoot, back road, cheap wine and rock 'n roll
 Everybody havin' a good time, yeah, yeah, yeah
 Well, you might think that folks get bored
 When the only thing open is a grocery store
 And 32 slots down at the Sonic
 Every weekend they steam up
 All the windows in their pick-up trucks
 They still swear it's strictly platonic, yeah whatever
 A cloud of dust and red tail lights
 Headed for the county line
 Hey, hey, don't you know
 Out in the country where the wild weeds grow
 Where people know how to have a good time
 Barefoot, back road, cheap wine and rock 'n roll
 Everybody havin' a good time, oh yeah
 There's more to this world than big city lights
 A small town is where the stars really shine
 Hey, hey, hey, don't you know
 Out in the country where the wild weeds grow
 Where people know how to have a good time
 (Real good time)
 The barefoot, back road, cheap wine and rock 'n roll
 Everybody havin' a good time
 Hey, hey don't you know
 Out in the country where the wild weeds grow
 Where people know how to have a good time
 Barefoot, back road, cheap wine and rock 'n roll
 Everybody havin' a good time, oh yeah