♪
I ain't going out there, I don't dance ♪
♪ You'll never see me giving that a chance ♪
♪ I'd rather find a bar stool and
watch you kick it out on the floor ♪
♪ But the way them jeans are hugging on your hips,
it's really got me going all in, man ♪
♪ My toes are tapping,
now my hands are clapping,
girl you're about to make me a fool ♪
♪ Cause I'm scooting,
we're booting,
and Jagermeister shooting to the best damn rooks and dons ♪
♪ You'll see honky-tonking,
song-and-tripping,
and scuffing,
it's a good thing I be buzzing,
otherwise these two-lip feet wouldn't be right
where they belong with my hand in your back pocket ♪
♪ You type a boy and knock it dead,
I'd die and go to heaven in a country bar,
doing a country dance with you ♪
♪ Well there's a dude beside me in this line,
it looks like he must come here all the time,
now he's turning left,
I'm turning right, oh no,
baby here we go ♪
♪ Cause I'm scooting,
we're booting,
and Jagermeister shooting to the best damn rooks and dons ♪
♪ You'll see honky-tonking,
song-and-tripping,
and scuffing,
it's a good thing I be buzzing,
otherwise these two-lip feet wouldn't be right
where they belong with my hand in your back pocket ♪
♪ You type a boy and knock it dead,
I'd die and go to heaven in a country bar,
doing a country dance with you ♪
♪♪
♪ Well Johnny, I'm a wailing guy,
there ain't much more than what meets the eye,
but when it comes to you I guess I'll
do whatever it is you want me to ♪
♪ Yeah,
I'm scooting,
we're booting,
and Jagermeister shooting to the best damn rooks and dons ♪
♪ You'll see honky-tonking,
song-and-tripping,
and scuffing,
it's a good thing I be buzzing,
otherwise these two-lip feet wouldn't be right
where they belong with my hand in your back pocket ♪
♪ You type a boy and knock it dead,
I'd die and go to heaven in a country bar,
doing a country dance,
in a country bar,
doing a country dance with you ♪