Rust

Well it's been a long time since I got crazy

I'm talking all night that ends up with

The blue lights trying to chase me

Yeah, I'm getting fed up with this cooped up kind of life

I'm gonna knock the rust off of my honky tonk tonight

I'm gonna jump right back in an old rut

Freshen up this worn out neon tan

I'm gonna dig down deep and find that streak of hell, yeah

And raise it up again

I'll raise it up again

Girl, I tried your champagne kind of lifestyle

I hung in there hanging with the uptown low lifes for a good while

What I need is a big haired bombshell wearing her jeans too tight

To come and knock the rust off of my honky tonk tonight

Oh knock it off

I'm gonna jump right back in an old rut

Freshen up this worn out neon tan

I'm gonna dig down deep and find that streak of hell, yeah

And raise it up again

Well can I get an amen?

You're gonna hear people talking about whatever

It is I did but rest assured I won't remember

Because it don't count once you get past the county line

I'm gonna knock the rust off of my honky tonk tonight

I'm gonna knock the rust off of my honky tonk tonight

Tonight, tonight, tonight yeah