Hot Country Knights

H-O-T C-O-U-N-T-R-Y K-N-I-G-H-T-S H-O-T C-O-U-N-T-R-Y K-N-I-G-H-T-S Here come the Fords, here come the Chevys A couple Bubbas, a few Bettys Everybody's here and everybody's ready for a good time It's gonna be a hot country night Everybody's cuttin' loose with their jeans on tight Sun down, moon up, moon couldn't get any fuller Ain't nothin' cooler than these hot country nights Ahh, tell 'em, Trevor We got some beer, we got some whiskey We got some moonshine, we got some whiskey We can write a new chapter in the book of whiskey history, let's try It's gonna be a hot country night Everybody's cuttin' loose with their jeans on tight Sun down, moon up, moon couldn't get any fuller Ain't nothin' cooler than these hot country nights Aw, give it to 'em, Rayro Hey, pretty baby, you're an eleven It musta hurt when you fell from the sky Fold up them wings 'cause tonight I'm gonna teach you how to soar It's gonna be a hot country night Everybody cuttin' loose with their jeans on tight Sun down, moon up, moon couldn't get any fuller It's gonna be a hot country night Yeah, it can't be wrong when it feels this right To measure how much fun we're havin' you would need a big ruler There ain't nothin' cooler Than these hot country nights H-O-T C-O-U-N-T-R-Y K-N-I-G-H-T-S H-O-T C-O-U-N-T-R-Y K-N-I-G-H-T-S