Brad Paisley - Heaven South lyrics

Beer battered chicken, sweet ice tea Might cause crickets and a zip code 33 Oh glory waving at you As you're driving by the court house And it's just another day in Heaven South A little country ange like you've never seen Took a pair of scissors to a pair of jeans You pick her up on Friday And you pucker up and kiss her on the mouth And it's just another day in Heaven South Drive down Main Street and everybody's there Subwoofers booming like [?] in a square Sign says "no cruising" but nobody cares I got a girl to put my arm around It's just another day in Heaven South Oh, oh, oh It's just another day in Heaven South Oh, oh, oh There's a bunch of lawn chairs in the living room There's a UFC fight on pay per view [?] got fireworks for afterwards tonight Gotta make a little run for beer Down on Main Street and everybody's there Subwoofers booming like [?] in a square Turn on the music, [?] If you turn it off and look around It's just another day in Heaven South Eggs on the griddle, coffee in my cup Farmer on a tractor, kids on a bus Oh glory waving as they raise her up above the court house And it's just another day in Heaven South Oh, it's just another day in Heaven Oh, oh, oh It's just another day in Heaven South Oh, oh, oh It's just another day in Heaven South Oh, oh, oh It's just another day in Heaven South Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh