We tear the city down on Friday night
Caught up on the Vandy girl, slow dance in the Tennessee moonlight
I got my hair slicked back and my boots on singing
I got my own six pack my old six string yeah
I swear to God it's gonna be my weekend
Go on and light a match here while we're drinking
Start a bonfire
2am we ain't even tired
We on the roof we're going higher and higher
Up in flames even rain can't end this
Got this party lit like a bonfire
We stumble from the bar to my backyard
Will keep this fire burning it doesn't matter where we are
Throw a Shotgun back with my fists up singing
Another Bottle of Jack light a match start a bonfire
We'll be our own bartenders making memories we wont remember,
Popping off on this back porch bender
Were never growing-up we will never surrender
