Little Town Livin' - Dustin Lynch

Hot plate from the Texaco

Cold drink and a can of Skoal

Ain’t really know where to go

So we head out to nowhere

Turn left at the laundromat

Call the boys, say, «Where y’all at?»

We’re halfway through a six pack

And we’ll meet y’all out there

Baby got her feet up like it ain’t no thing

I hit the pedal, make the paddle stroke sing and

We’re just little town livin'

When the sun goes down, we’re gonna ride

Turnin' dirt into dust, yeah, that’s the ticket

We’re just little town livin' it up tonight

Key on the tree, you know the place

Last one in, don’t forget the gate

Field full of Fords and Chevrolets, yeah

My kind of party

A little diesel on a pile of wood

Stir it up, get it burnin' good

She wants to dance like I knew she would

So let’s get it started

Twist it off, turn it up, pass it around

No other place I’d rather be right now and

We’re just little town livin'

When the sun goes down, we’re gonna ride

Turnin' dirt into dust, yeah, that’s the ticket

We’re just little town livin' it up tonight

Wrap your baby in your jacket, hold her real close

Watch the stars fall out of the sky

Ain’t got a lot, but ain’t a damn thing missing

We’re just little town livin' it up tonight

Just some blue jean girls and Cali boys killin' some time

Walkin' the line and worry about nothin' tonight

Just little town livin'

When the sun goes down, we’re gonna ride

Turnin' dirt into dust, yeah, that’s the ticket

We’re just little town livin' it up

We’re just little town livin' it up tonight

(We're just little town livin' it up)

We’re just leanin' it back, we’re just cruisin' around

We don’t smoke it a lot, but if she wants it, I’m down

If she wants to dance, I got my boots on

She got her boots on and it’s on, yeah

We’re just little town livin' it up tonight