Four Boots (feat. Clayton Bellamy)

Ain't gonna wear those whiskey glasses

Ain't here to find last call romances

Sink a couple bottles, hammer down full throttle with the boys (Check it out)

Gimme that drunk Shania karaoke

Gimme that high heels off kinda party

Me and my girls at the bar gonna make a little noise, yeah

I didn't come here to get a round paid for

Or to meet somebody on the dance floor

Not looking for love, ain't trynna hook up

But you're coming on strong, like a free pour

Blame it on the jukebox or the neon lights

Or the 501's that fit just right

Blame it on the way that I'm looking at you looking at me (Baby, I'm guilty)

Blame it on the Tennessee straight up, no ice

Don't wanna chaser but I think I might

Be way in over my head

Thinking 'bout four boots under my bed (Oh, come on, girl)

You can call it dumb luck, hey, I won't deny it

I wasn't looking for love, but that's when you find it

Tripped on a kiss, fell right into you

Well, I'm feeling crazy, how 'bout you?

Blame it on the jukebox or the neon lights

Or the 501's that fit so nice

Blame it on the way that I'm looking at you looking at me (Well, I'm guilty)

Blame it on the Tennessee straight up no ice

Don't wanna chaser but I think I might

Be way in over my head

Thinking 'bout four boots under my bed

Three words rolling round in my head

Two young lovers, underneath the covers

'Cause of one night with four boots under my bed, yeah

No, no, no, I didn't come here to get a round paid for

But I met somebody on the dance floor

Don't you know that you can blame it on the jukebox or the neon lights

Or the 501's that fit so nice

Blame it on the way that I'm looking at you looking at me, yeah (Well, I'm guilty)

You can blame it on the Tennessee straight up no ice

Don't wanna chaser but I think I might

Be way in over my head

Thinking 'bout one night with four boots under my bed, yeah

Oh, under my bed, oh (I'm guilty)

I didn't come here to get a round paid for

But then I met somebody on the dance floor, yeah