Give me a stone cold George Jones whiskey bent Barstow night I wanna fly like a honky-tonk moth to that neon light This highway burnin' me up, blues been wearin' me down There's a hole in the wall me stayin' in the edge of town I'm gonna floorboard that Ford straight toward my baby's house She'll be shinin' like a million dollar diamond the second she steps out She'll be slippin' the sugar and, buddy, she ain't gonna stop Till we bonnie and Clyde slide into that parking lot Bout to light that fuse on a Friday night Get your cuddle loose on this wound-up tide Well, 20 bucks buys guitar strummin' Paychecks turn to cold beer buzzin' All that leads to late night lovin' We ain't dead, but we ain't far from it That Taylor Rippin' Mississippi cover band show on point She on the dance floor, good Lord, droppin' every jaw in the joint When she flips that switch, I'm off like a rocket Ain't no way to stop me when we light that fuse on a Friday night Get your cuddle loose on this wound-up tide Well, 20 bucks buys guitar strummin' Paychecks turn to cold beer buzzin' All that leads to late night lovin' We ain't dead, but we ain't far from it Bout to light that fuse on a Friday night Get your cuddle loose on this wound-up tide Well, 20 bucks buys guitar strummin' Paychecks turn to cold beer buzzin' All that leads to late night lovin' We ain't dead, but we ain't far from it No, we ain't dead, but we ain't far from it We ain't dead, but we ain't far from it