Hicktown

You like the way that sounds? Little Jimmy Jackson is jackin' up his Bronco He's gonna lay a little rubber later on at the truck pull And all the girls are getting pretty, sprayin' on the White Rain Yeah, they're gonna get a rowdy tonight Down at the football game, yeah We let it rip when we got the money Let it roll if we got the gas It gets wild, yeah, but that's the way We get down in a Hicktown Well, you can see the neighbour's butt crack nailing on his shingles And his woman's smokin', Pall Mall's watchin' Laura In galls And granny's getting lit, she's headin' out to bingo Yeah, my buddies and me are goin' muddin' Down on Blue Hole Road, ah you know, you know We let it rip when we got the money Let it roll if we got the gas It gets wild, yeah, but that's the way We get down in a Hicktown We hear folks in the city party in Martini Bars And they like to show off in their fancy foreign cars Out here in the boon docks, we buy beer at Amoco And crank our Kraco speakers with that country radio We let it rip when we got the money Let it roll if we got the gas It gets wild, yeah, but that's the way We get down Oh, oh, we let it rip when we got the money Let it roll if we got the gas It's buck wild, yeah, but that's the way We get down in a Hicktown In a Hicktown It's the way we get down In a Hicktown Yeah, in a Hicktown Ah, we ain't finished yet Got your country boys and your red neck girls It's the party heard 'round the world Right here in Hicktown, yeah, in Hicktown The whole town is gettin' down Yeah, we let it rip when we got the money Let it roll if we got the gas It's buck wild, yeah, but that's the way We get down in a Hicktown In a Hicktown It's the way we get down Ah, take it home