Sippin' On The Good Times

Peach floating in a Mason
Little buzz chasing
Friday night high
Got the short skirts shaking

Flat bills flipped back
Belt buckles blinking back
Out in the cud
Got four-wheel drives to Cadillac, tonight

Yeah tonight

Just sipping on the good times
Yeah, got nowhere to be
But out here in the country
In the moonlight

So reach down in the cooler
Pull another one out of that cold ice
Pop a top, don't stop
Don't even think

We got all night to do our thing
We got nothing to do but drink

We got a hot song bumping
Door speakers thumping
Fire popping hot
Got these forty acres jumping

Ain't doing nothing wrong
We going all night long
You got a cup, fill it up
Pour it strong

Just sipping on the good times
Yeah, got nowhere to be
But out here in the country
In the moonlight

So reach down in the cooler
Pull another one out of that cold ice
Pop a top, don't stop
Don't even think

We got all night to do our thing
We got nothing to do but drink

Just sipping on the good times
Yeah got nowhere to be
But out here in the country
In the moonlight

So reach down in the cooler
Pull another one out of that cold ice
Pop a top, don't stop
Don't even think

We got all night to do out thing
(We got nothing to do but drink)

Just sipping on the good times
Yeah got nowhere to be
But out here in the country
In the moonlight

So reach down in the cooler
Pull another one out of that cold ice
Pop a top, don't stop
Don't even think

We got all night to do out thing
We got nothing to do but drink

(We got nothin to do but drink)
Yeah, we got nothin to do but drink
(We got nothin to do but drink)
Yeah, yeah, we got nothin to do but drink

(We got nothin to do but drink)
Yeah, we got nothin to do but drink
(We got nothin to do but drink)