dirty for weeks

Lyrics

yeah, woo, jawga boyz, feet hangin' off the dock, flip flops with no socks, a little johnny cash singin' out from the box, lovin' life, sittin' up in the georgia sun, a straw hat with jeans man i'm gettin' it done, with a bamboo pole and my dixie cup, lean back feelin' good just livin' it up, so everybody gather round, gather round get down, i said we droppin' tailgates many miles from the town, throwin' old trees on the bonfire blaze, i said i worn the same jeans for about three days, i had them rolled up, halfway up my shins, so to my next of kin, you can call me hick finn, odelay, odelay, skippin' around the field, i'm lovin' the aroma comin' up from the grills, said we country folks, doin' country thangs, slow slang, so kick your feet up, now e'rybody sang, get out your truck and lets go for a ride, down the dirt roads where the mudpits hide, call up the boys and tell 'em that it's on, they better come quick before the beers all gone, there's trucks gettin' stuck mud up to the door, the girls in the back screamin' give it some more, got the pedal to the floor steppin' on with both feet, and when we get done it stays dirty for weeks, yeah, when we get done it stays dirty for weeks, i don't wash the mud off cause i want you to see, how it be in the heh and j-town, we jack up the trucks then it's time to get down, madison county, basset county, banks country too, tie a rope from the hitch, and go in it in a tube, for the mud, we don't need no lake to have fun, give us some bud light, duct tape, and a gun, seal this dream, baby a couple bottle rockets, lightin' the fuse, stick it out the window, and watch it, okay, well maybe not, nevermind, let's be responsible, where's the moonshine, we gettin' crazy, it's insane, blame it on the alcohol in my brain, next week, same time, same plan, i'mma call you up and we gon' do it again so, get out your truck and lets go for a ride, down the dirt roads where the mudpits hide, call up the boys and tell 'em that it's on, they better come quick before the beers all gone, there's trucks gettin' stuck mud up to the door, the girls in the back screamin' give it some more, got the pedal to the floor steppin' on with both feet, and when we get done it stays dirty for weeks, get out your truck and lets go for a ride, down the dirt roads where the mudpits hide, call up the boys and tell 'em that it's on, they better come quick before the beers all gone, there's trucks gettin' stuck mud up to the door, the girls in the back screamin' give it some more, got the pedal to the floor steppin' on with both feet, and when we get done it stays dirty for weeks, yeah, haha, it stays dirty for weeks, that's right man, that's how we do it, jawga boyz, yeah