Kredity
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jake Jacobson
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Trent Wayne Willmon
Songwriter
Adam Yarger
Songwriter
Texty
It's been one of those, yeah you know the kind
A ball bustin, boss cussin, can't get nothing right day
So before I go and lose my mind
Ol truck, come and save me, you know where to take me, let the headlights lead the way
Chorus
It's one of those local joints of neon, With a bar that you can lean on
Everybody knows your name, their glad ya came, it's a home away from home
Out on the outskirts of the city, Where the girls are warm and pretty
And that frosty mug of Bud looks nice and cold.
L'Il have one of those
She's one of those, the one that got away and I wanna kick my ass, when she's lookin like that, dancing with some other guy
Sometimes I wish, she'd pick another place
Well she ain't gonna change where she goes to hang and neither am I
It's one of those local joints of neon, With a bar that you can lean on
Everybody knows your name, Their glad ya came, it's a home away from home
Out on the outskirts of the city, Where the girls are warm and pretty
And that frosty mug of Bud looks nice and cold.
L'Il have one of those
It's one of those local joints of neon, With a bar that you can lean on
Everybody knows your name, thier glad ya came, it's a home away from home
Out on the outskirts of the city, Where the girls are warm and pretty. Those brunettes in the corner look like centerfolds,
Yeah and that frosty mug of Bud looks nice and cold.
L'Il have one of those
On second thought, I think I'll have a couple of those
Written by: Adam Yarger, Trent Wayne Willmon

