Main St Shuffle

I got an itch in my bones Gonna scratch it with my feet Won't you sing me down South To that Alabama beat Main I'm dying for a bottle of wine Those bad girls know how to show A poor boy a good time Now the bands feeling hot And the drinks flowing free Hope the cops don't come a knocking When the clock hits three But who cares I'm gonna rattle and roll Now the Main St Shuffle Gonna save this poor boys soul Main I'm down on my luck Goodness knows I been feeling dog tired From my head to my toes Now I won some lost some and everything between I'm here to freak out shout holler and scream Oh baby Now the moons sitting high They got the lights down low Everybody's out here shaking What they got on the floor Can you feel me Holler Let me know where you're at But I ain't taking shit from you Two bit mean eyed cats