City Girls In the Country

Ten out of ten as far as nights go

Jump in the pickup, follow that smoke

Meet you by the bonfire in the backyard

Got a cooler full of ice for your Jack and Coke

Bring your black ties, t-shirts, and overalls

We turn city slickers to country folk

No rhinestone boots, no top-shelf wine

The glitz and the glam don't make the good times

Don't make the good times

We're no VIPs, but we own this club

And you can't get in if you can't keep up

Throw one back, I wanna hear you scream

City girls in the country

Oh, city girls in the country

Oh, yeah

Make a dance floor out of paper lights

Chase down the moon through the sunburnt sky

Writing our names in the midnight air

The stars overhead are our chandelier

So bring your black ties, t-shirts, and overalls

We turn city slickers to country folk

No rhinestone boots, no top-shelf wine

The glitz and the glam don't make the good times

Don't make the good times

We're no VIPs, but we own this club

And you can't get in if you can't keep up

Throw one back, I wanna hear you scream

City girls in the country

Oh, city girls

Oh, yeah

City girls, ditch the high heels

Trade traffic jams for rolling hills

You ain't gotta choose, live a double life with me

No rhinestone boots, no top-shelf wine

The glitz and the glam don't make the good times

Don't make the good times

We're no VIPs, but we own this club

And you can't get in if you can't keep up

Throw one back, I wanna hear you scream

No rhinestone boots, no top-shelf wine

The glitz and the glam don't make the good times

Don't make the good times

We're no VIPs, but we own this club

And you can't get in if you can't keep up

Throw one back, I wanna hear you scream

City girls in the country

Oh, city girls in the country

Oh, yeah

City, city girls