Lyrics

We all sick of the five day hustle Had enough of the world's troubles Pour me a shot hell make it a double Been waiting all week gotta get it started Here we go Light a big bonfire All the boys a bunch of big fish liars Quit smack talking turn the music higher Been waiting all week gotta get it started Put your beers up in the air HEY Red burnt shoulders in a tank top pattern Sun down round two let's get at 'er Two strings missing but we're singing it loud It goes sha la la Headlights shining on a beach sand dance floor Saturday night and we know what we came for Brown eyed girl on a broken guitar Singing sha la la Sha la la We all need a little liquid getaway Done with the gas break highway Roll one up we gotta do it our way Been waiting all week gotta get it started Here we go Hit the six pack diet All the girls a bunch of how drunk liars Three shot courage truth or dare we'll try it Been waiting all week gotta get it started Put your beers up in the air HEY Red burnt shoulders in a tank top pattern Sun down round two let's get at 'er Two strings missing but we're singing it loud It goes sha la la Headlights shining on a beach sand dance floor Saturday night and we know what we came for Brown eyed girl on a broken guitar Singing sha la la Sha la la We all singing Sha la la We all dancing Sha la la Come on y'all Been waiting all week gotta get it started Get your beers up HEY Red burnt shoulders in a tank top pattern Sun down round two let's get at 'er Two strings missing but we're singing it loud It goes sha la la Headlights shining on a beach sand dance floor Saturday night and we know what we came for Brown eyed girl on a broken guitar Singing sha la la Sha la la
Writer(s): Bree Badham Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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