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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chris Young
Vocals
Cary Barlowe
Electric Guitar
Corey Crowder
Programming
Miles McPherson
Drums
Alex Wright
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Young
Songwriter
Cary Barlowe
Songwriter
Corey Crowder
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Young
Producer
Corey Crowder
Producer
Sean Moffitt
Mixing Engineer
Daniel Mikesell
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Warren David
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Adam Ayan
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Small town dive, Friday night
Never runs out of those cold Bud Lights
Girl walks in, we all stare
Damn near knocks me off of my chair
Green eyes, kick it in another gear
Reelin' in every single guy in here
Ain't gonna wait my turn
I'm gonna make the first move, first
Hold my beer, watch this
Just one shot, I won't miss
By the next song, we'll be out there on the dance floor
There ain't no doubt in my mind
Something's goin' down here tonight
So, I'm gonna take me one more sip then it's
Hold my beer and watch this
Later that night, a guy walks up
Hittin' on her and he's halfway drunk
He says, "Let's dance"
She says, "No, thanks"
He spits off a four-letter name
Now he's got me mad
Nobody talks to a woman like that
Hold my beer, watch this
Just one shot, I won't miss
Just one hit, and he'll be laid out on the dance floor
Ain't no doubt in my mind
Something's goin' down here tonight
So, I'm gonna take me one more sip, then it's
Hold my beer and watch this (yeah)
Hold my beer, watch this
Just one shot, I won't miss
We got everybody out here on the dance floor
Ain't no doubt in my mind
Something's goin' down here tonight
So, I'm gonna take me one more sip then it's
Hold my beer and watch this
Yeah, hold my beer and watch this
Writer(s): Cary Ryan Barlowe, Corey Justin Crowder, Christopher Alan Young
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