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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lee Brice
Lee Brice
Vocals
Jedd Hughes
Jedd Hughes
Acoustic Guitar
Shawn Fichter
Shawn Fichter
Drums
Tom Bukovac
Tom Bukovac
Electric Guitar
Tony Lucido
Tony Lucido
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lee Brice
Lee Brice
Songwriter
Luke Laird
Luke Laird
Songwriter
Rhett Akins
Rhett Akins
Songwriter
Thomas Rhett
Thomas Rhett
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lee Brice
Lee Brice
Producer
Brian Willis
Brian Willis
Engineer
Drew Bollman
Drew Bollman
Assistant Engineer
Williams Hank
Williams Hank
Mastering Engineer
Jed Hackett
Jed Hackett
Engineer
Justin Niebank
Justin Niebank
Mixing Engineer
Seth Morton
Seth Morton
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Johnnys firin' up his Coleman Grill
We've got twenty four tall boys on to chill
Yeah, fourteen of 'em's mine
A little Marshall Tucker on the radio (Can't you see)
You know we'll just catch a little groove before the show
We ain't playin' nothin' slow
[Verse 2]
At the parking lot party
A tailgate buzz just sipping on suds
Ain't never too early
To light one up, fill up your cup
'Cause there ain't no party like the pre-party
And after the party's the after-party
At the parking lot party
[Verse 3]
Well, the opening band is doing sound-check
Man, they sound pretty good
Hell, I ain't even bought no tickets yet
Yeah, but that's alright, we don't care
'Cause all the pretty girls are sitting right here
Kicking back in a lawn chair
[Verse 4]
At the parking lot party
A tailgate buzz just sipping on suds
Ain't never too early
To light one up, fill up your cup
'Cause there ain't no party like the pre-party
And after the party's the after-party
At the parking lot party
(Ah, pass me the chicken wings now)
[Verse 5]
Whoa-oh-oh, oh
Old Tom is pulling his guitar out
Whoa-oh-oh, oh
It's 'bout time to pass that shine around
Hey
The show's about to start, but we ain't about to leave
Hey
It's one hell of a time and it's all for free
[Verse 6]
At the parking lot party
A tailgate buzz just sipping on suds
Ain't never too early
To light one up, fill up your cup
'Cause there ain't no party like the pre-party
And after the party's the after-party
At the parking lot party
[Verse 7]
Aww yeah now, come on
Parking lot party
Aww, they gonna have to tow my ass out of here
Parking lot party
Aww man, damn girl
Parking lot party (Whoa-oh-oh, oh)
Parking lot party (Don't think I've ever seen that before, Lord!)
Hey
[Verse 8]
At the parking lot party
A tailgate buzz just sipping on suds
Ain't never too early
To light one up, fill up your cup
'Cause there ain't no party like the pre-party
And after the party's the after-party
At the parking lot party
Written by: Kenneth Brice
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