Florida Georgia Line - Round Here Lyrics

A hammer and a nail, stacking them bails
I’m dog tired by the five o’clock hour but I’m ready to raise some hell
And Jesse’s getting ready; I’m gassing up the Chevy
I’m gonna pick her up at six
I hope she’s gonna wear those jeans with the tare
That her mama never fixed

The moon goes up and the sun goes down
We find a little spot on the edge of town
Twist off sip a little pass it around
Dance in the dust turn the radio up
That fireball whiskey whispers temptations in my ear
It’s a feeling alright Saturday night and that’s how we do it round here.
Yeah that’s how we do it round here

Mud on the grips, wild cherry on her lips
I’ve been working and trying and flirting and dying for an all night kind of kiss
And country on the boom box, candles on the tool box.
I’m doing everything right, got the country boy charm turned all the way on tonight.

The moon goes up and the sun goes down
We find a little spot on the edge of town
Twist off sip a little pass it around
Dance in the dust turn the radio up
That fireball whiskey whispers temptations in my ear
It’s a feeling alright Saturday night and that’s how we do it round here.
Yeah that’s how we do it round here.

The moon goes up and the sun goes down
We find a little spot on the edge of town
Twist off sip a little pass it around
Dance in the dust turn the radio up
That fireball whiskey whispers temptations in my ear
It’s a feeling alright Saturday night and that’s how we do it round here.
Yeah that’s how we do it round here.
Come on.
Yea that’s how we do it round here.
Yea that’s how we do it round here.