And some good lookin girls
Dressed to the nights
Lookin for a good time
Jacked up trucks
Stacked in thick
White rocks stuck in the mud grips
And a big 'ole bouncer at the door
But don't show him your I. D.
And don't you dare step out on the floor
If you ain't here to party
You picked the wrong place
You picked the wrong Friday night
If you ain't here to party
You'll be missin out on the
Best damn time of your life
So go on and throw your card down
Knock a shot out
And get yourself in the zone
Yeah, you might as well go on an' head your ass back home
If you ain't here to party
There's a little 'ole Louisiana band
Playin a swampy jam and brown sugar tans
Lookin so fine shakin that thang
In the zydeco cage and purple rain
Raise your drink up in the air
And everybody sing along
Man you're here all alone
If you ain't here to party
You picked the wrong place
You picked the wrong Friday night
If you ain't here to party
You'll be missin out on the
Best damn time of your life
So go on and throw your card down
Knock a shot out
And get yourself in the zone
Yeah, you might as well go on an' carry your ass back home
If you ain't here to party
If you ain't here to party
You picked the wrong place
You picked the wrong Friday night
If you ain't here to party
You'll be missin out on the
Best damn time of your life
So go on and pick someone out
Maybe make out
And get their number in your phone
Man the only way that you'll be goin home alone is
If you ain't here to party
Yeah you better be here to party
Yeah we're all here to party
Yeah we're all here to party
Throw your keys on the bar
You ain't drivin your car
You're here with me
That's how it's gonna be
'Cause we're here to party baby
Yeah yeah whoa
If you ain't here to party yeah
You picked the wrong Friday night
We got beer and a tub And some good lookin girls Dressed to the nights Lookin for a good time Jacked up trucks Stacked in thick White rocks stuck in the mud grips And a big 'ole bouncer at the door But don't show him your I. D. And don't you dare step out on the floor If you ain't here to party You picked the wrong place You picked the wrong Friday night If you ain't here to party You'll be missin out on the Best damn time of your life So go on and throw your card down Knock a shot out And get yourself in the zone Yeah, you might as well go on an' head your ass back home If you ain't here to party There's a little 'ole Louisiana band Playin a swampy jam and brown sugar tans Lookin so fine shakin that thang In the zydeco cage and purple rain Raise your drink up in the air And everybody sing along Man you're here all alone If you ain't here to party You picked the wrong place You picked the wrong Friday night If you ain't here to party You'll be missin out on the Best damn time of your life So go on and throw your card down Knock a shot out And get yourself in the zone Yeah, you might as well go on an' carry your ass back home If you ain't here to party If you ain't here to party You picked the wrong place You picked the wrong Friday night If you ain't here to party You'll be missin out on the Best damn time of your life So go on and pick someone out Maybe make out And get their number in your phone Man the only way that you'll be goin home alone is If you ain't here to party Yeah you better be here to party Yeah we're all here to party Yeah we're all here to party Throw your keys on the bar You ain't drivin your car You're here with me That's how it's gonna be 'Cause we're here to party baby Yeah yeah whoa If you ain't here to party yeah You picked the wrong Friday night Explain Request ×
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