Play Something Country (with Lainey Wilson)

Turn it up

Well, she blew through the door like TNT

Put her hand on her hip, pointed her finger at me

Said, I'm a whiskey drinking, cowboy chasing, helluva time

I like Kenny, Keith, Alan and Patsy Cline

I'm a full grown queen bee looking for honey

Ah-ooh-ooh, aw, play something country

Yeah, the band took a break

The DJ played P Diddy

She said, "I didn't come here to hear

Something thumping from the city"

I shaved my legs, I paid my money

Ah-ooh-ooh, aw, play something country

Yeah, ah-ooh-ooh, aw, play something country

Crank up the band, play the steel guitar

Hank it up a little, let's rock this bar

Threw back a shot, yelled, "I'm a George Strait junkie"

Ah-ooh-ooh, aw, play something country

Ah-ooh-ooh, go on and play something country

Yeah, the bartender yelled, "Y'all, it's closing time"

She got this wild look on her face

And said, "Your truck or mine"

I know a place down the road

It's kinda funky, ah, ooh-ooh

Oh, ah-ooh-ooh, play something country

Crank up the band, play the steel guitar

Hank it up a little, let's rock this bar

Threw back a shot, yelled, "I'm a George Strait junkie"

Ah-ooh-ooh, play something country

Oh, ah-ooh-ooh, aw, play something country

Oh, oh

Oh, crank up the band, play the steel guitar

Hank it up a little, let's rock this bar

Threw back a shot, yelled, "I'm a George Strait junkie"

Ah-ooh-ooh, aw, play something country

Ah-ooh-ooh, aw, play something country

Ah-ooh-ooh, oh

Ah-ooh-ooh

Oh, oh, oh, oh, play something country

Mmm, woo