Written by: Todd Clark, Gavin Slate
Produced by: Scott Cooke, Doug Oliver
Round up the boys, we're gonna do it right
Come on girls, put 'em jeans on and make 'em tight
Leave your 9 to 5 behind
It's an all night kinda night
This town we know how to get it done
With the beer in the back and the girls in the front
Put on a little Skynyrd
Drive it to the middle of nowhere and kick it
(This is our town)
So live it up right here, right now
(This is our town)
'Til the sun comes up and the lights go out
(This is our town)
Yeah
It's Friday night, honey, let's get lit
Round here last call don't mean
Shhhh...
'Cause this is our town
We roll on down to the place we always go
Pull up the truck right there on the 18th hole
Grab a cold one, tee it off
Tonight we ain't playin' golf
They can kick us off, try to take our beer
They can call the cops, but they're already here
Maybe Bennett, moonshine sippin'
Those boys in blue know how to kick it
(This is our town)
So live it up right here, right now
(This is our town)
'Til the sun comes up and the lights go out
(This is our town)
Yeah
It's Friday night, honey, let's get lit
Round here last call don't mean
(Yeah)
So put them boots on the ground, yeah
Tonight is goin' down
Put 'em tall boys in the air
Let's show 'em how we do it down here
(This is our town)
So live it up right here, right now
(This is our town)
'Til the sun comes up and the lights go out
(This is our town)
Yeah
It's Friday night, honey, let's get lit
Round here last call don't mean
(Our town)
So live it up right here, right now
(This is our town)
'Til the sun comes up and the lights go out
(This is our town)
Yeah
It's Friday night, honey, let's get lit
Round here last call don't mean
Shhhh...
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