Florida Georgia Line - Round Here lyrics

A hammer and a nail, stacking them bails I'm dog tired by the five o'clock hour But I'm ready to raise some hell And Jesse's getting ready, I'm ga**ing up the Chevy I'm gonna pick her up at six I hope she's gonna wear them jeans with the tear That her mama never fixed The moon comes up and the sun goes down We find a little spot on the edge of town Twist off, sip a little, pa** it around Dance in the dust turn the radio up And that fireball whiskey whispers Temptation in my ear It's a feeling alright, Saturday night And that's how we do it round here. Yeah that's how we do it round here Mud on the grips, wild cherry on her lips I've been working and trying and flirting and dying For an all night kind of kiss And country on the boom box And candles on the tool box I'm doing everything right Got the country boy charm turned all the way on tonight. Yeah the moon comes up and the sun goes down We find a little spot on the edge of town Twist off, sip a little, pa** it around Dance in the dust, turn the radio up And that fireball whisky whispers Temptation in my ear It's a feeling alright, Saturday night And that's how we do it round here. Yeah that's how we do it round here.