Letras
Packed up on a Friday
Headed up north 59
Get there at two if we're lucky
We thought we'd be ahead of time
Got a flat on that old trailer
20 miles outta town
Long haul kind of weekend
When we're Naca-nowhere bound
Feeling free as the beer on tap at the bar
Nowhere else we'd rather be than right where we are
Crowd is finally dancing, yeah
Yeah they're lookin' alright
We're in heaven doing what we love
Let's give 'em hell tonight
Sound check at 5 o'clock
Better plug those mics in
Run some cables and a couple songs
Tune up the violin
Something's poppin' on the kick drum
Keep on losin' power
Made some money and some memories
When we're Naca-nowhere bound
Feeling free as the beer on tap at the bar
Nowhere else we'd rather be than right where we are
Crowd is finally dancing, yeah
Yeah they're lookin' alright
We're in heaven doing what we love
Let's give 'em hell tonight
(Well y'all give 'em hell boys)
Packed up as the crowd thinned
Had drinks at the hotel lounge
We'll do it again tomorrow
When we're Naca-nowhere bound, yeah
Feeling free as the beer on tap at the bar, yeah
Nowhere else we'd rather be than right where we are
Crowd is finally dancing, yeah
Yeah they're lookin' alright
We're in heaven doing what we love
Let's give 'em hell tonight
We're in heaven doing what we love
Let's give 'em hell tonight