Chris DeStefano - Beer with the Boys lyrics

[Verse 1] Five card, with the fellas on a Friday night One hit, a little trip to get us feeling right Boom boom coming hot out the tubes Talking big game like us boys do Then those hazel eyes, fire the light On the eye five now I'm throwing deuces I'm gone, fellas, catch you on the flip side They give me hell like, what the hell? Man you always bounce with poor excuses But I'm out the door, hauling a** to you and ninety-five [Chorus] I ride, swinging dust in my truck, can't get to you quick enough Tonight, it's you and me, baby girl, getting lost in our own world The way you looking fine, the way your skin's on mine We're on fire, damn girl, you bout to blow my mind Tangling in these sheets, you lock them eyes on me Beats a beer with the boys any night of the week [Verse 2] Girl why you laughing? I've told this joke a thousand times But don't you dare stop, you know I love to hear your smile Laying you down feels so right, nothing better than you by my side Yeah then you give me hell for a smell, a high life on my breath I say, come on, now you knew I'd be right here I was up a hundred bucks when you hit me with that text Folded on a full house and threw my truck in fifth gear [Chorus] I ride, swinging dust in my truck, can't get to you quick enough Tonight, it's you and me, baby girl, getting lost in our own world The way you looking fine, the way your skin's on mine We're on fire, damn girl, you bout to blow my mind Tangling in these sheets, you lock them eyes on me Beats a beer with the boys any night of the week Yeah hanging with them is a damn good time But it's got nothing on what, what I'm seeing tonight So I ride, swinging dust in my truck, can't get to you quick enough Tonight, it's you and me, baby girl, getting lost in our own world The way you looking fine, the way your skin's on mine We're on fire, damn girl, you bout to blow my mind Tangling in these sheets, you lock them eyes on me Beats a beer with the boys any night of the week