The Lacs - Lake Somewhere lyrics

(Turn the radio on) Hey, welcome back summer rave been, every year you’re tripping far All the ladies jumping in, real like the cannonball How the southern summer grins that she know was popping off And can’t forget the alcohol Go by knee deep, take a seat, drink beer, smoke trees Catch a buzz, catch a fish, grab your girl and steal a kiss Climb up on that round floor, sip a little bit of that Crown and Cola Kick it back and take it slow, just let us go without the rope (Yeah) Bring on the cold beer, bring on the high sun Turn the radio up to the world out Run wild across the water wide, open like a bottle On the lips of these s**y little southern supermodels Leave your give a damn up on the shore Damn sure ain’t no room for it out here On a lake somewhere I got my cooler full what y’all drink, lake life, know what y’all think Let my troubles up on the bank, you can call it [?] ‘Bout the time with the line, if they don’t bite then that’s just fine No shoes, no shirt, no tan lines, some country girls looking damn fine [?] water sliding, swamp boat, air gliding Sipping on that moonshine and picking that grain and feeling fine Ain’t worried about that work flow, forget about your word low I propose the first toast, jump in, let your hurt go Bring on the cold beer, bring on the high sun Turn the radio up to the world out Run wild across the water wide, open like a bottle On the lips of these s**y little southern supermodels Leave your give a damn up on the shore Damn sure ain’t no room for it out here On a lake somewhere (Whoa, whoa) (Ooh) Every lake’s got a place we could turn into a party cover (Whoa, whoa) (Ooh) Every boat’s got a rope we can tie to a line afloat (Let’s go, woo!) Bring on the cold beer, bring on the high sun Turn the radio up to the world out Run wild across the water wide, open like a bottle On the lips of these s**y little southern supermodels Leave your give a damn up on the shore Damn sure ain’t no room for it out here On a lake somewhere