Cold Drinkin', Hot Lovin'

I was headin out to the bar last night

On my way back from work, around half past five

With hopes I could find a girl I could call my own

When I got through the door, I found my honkytonk dream

In a pair of blue bootcut Wrangler jeans

Long-neck, two-steps, shaking them jeans on the dancefloor

As the night gets longer, she comes a little bit closer

She’s gotta a whole lotta of hankerin for single guys in cowboy boots

It’s funny how cold drinkin led to hot lovin

We held onto each other, all night long

I couldn’t keep up with her drinkin bone

Tracy Byrd was playing on the speakers out loud

She took me by the hand when they said “last call”

So I had to remember how to Watermelon Crawl

Long-neck, two-steps, shaking them jeans on the dancefloor

As the night gets longer, she comes a little bit closer

She’s gotta a whole lotta of hankerin for single guys in cowboy boots

It’s funny how cold drinkin led to hot lovin

If beer has the power to get me a girl like that

I will never drink any whisky, anymore

Long-neck, two-steps, shaking them jeans on the dancefloor

As the night gets longer, she comes a little bit closer

She’s gotta a whole lotta of hankerin for single guys in cowboy boots

It’s funny how cold drinkin led to hot lovin

It’s funny how cold drinkin led to hot lovin