There's a two-lane road at the end of a driveThree miles out from the main street lightsIt's Friday nightI bet she's on itThere's an old house band that's about to playA hardwood dance floor calling her nameYeah, three songs inI bet she's on itI can't say for sureBut I know for sureThere's a boy across town at a place she ain'tSitting all alone throwing something backStraight from a bottleLying up another smallThinking about all that he should have saidEverything about her burned in his headHating that he ever met a good thing girlAnd no matter what he triesTo get her off his mindI bet she's on itHe's got his phone on the bar face downHe can't stand to seeThat background when it lights upI bet she's on itAnd for all he knows there's some new guyMaking her laugh with all his eyesIf he's got a tagI bet she's on itYeah, there's a boy across town at a place she ain'tSitting all alone throwing something backStraight from a bottleLying up another smallThinking about all that he should have saidEverything about her burned in his headHating that he ever met a good thing girlYeah, there's a boy across town at a place she ain'tThinking about all that he should have saidAnd no matter what he triesTo get her off his mindI bet she's on itI bet she's on itNo matter where she goesOr where she's at right nowBet she ain't thinking about howThere's a boy across town at a place she ain'tAcross town at a place she ain'tSitting all aloneThrowing something back straightFrom a bottleLying up another smallThinking about all that he should have saidEverything about her burned in his headHating that he ever let a good thing goAnd no matter what he triesTo get her off his mindI bet she's on itI bet she's on it