I see you starin' at me in the corner

Of the bar we've been partyin' in

You got a twinkle in your eyes

I've got something on my mind

That I bet will make you more than a friend

Well when we get to sippin' whisky

And we get a little frisky

I climb up on him, ride him like an F150

Got me hootin' and a hollering'

I'm begging him for more

Nothing but my boots on, baby let's get down on the floor

Or out in the shed, or maybe by the lake, then bring it back to your bed

He got me singin'

When we get to sippin' whisky and we get a little frisky

I climb up on him, ride him like an F150

I can be a little straight forward

But I know just what I want

And when I saw you I just couldn't help myself but get to know you

In a way that we can skip all the talk

You ain't gotta say nothin'

We can get to lovin'

Maybe for a week, and maybe just one night

A little bit of sinnin', I love the way he's grinnin'

I turn around, he cracks me open like a cold bud light

And when we get to sippin' whisky

And we get a little frisky

I climb up on him, ride him like an F150

Got me hootin' and a hollering'

I'm begging him for more

Nothing but my boots on, baby let's get down on the floor

Or out in the shed, or maybe by the lake, then bring it back to your bed

He got me singin'

When we get to sippin' whisky and we get a little frisky

I climb up on him, ride him like an F150

You know just how to make me weak in the knees

Yeah you got a little something

Come here boy, let me make you see, what I mean, hope you ready

You ain't gotta say nothin'

We can get to lovin'

Maybe for a lifetime or just for tonight

A little bit of sinnin', I love the way he's grinnin'

I turn around, he cracks me open like a cold bud light

Well when we get to sippin' whisky

And we get a little frisky

I climb up on him, ride him like an F150

Got me hootin' and a hollering'

I'm begging him for more

Nothing but my boots on, baby let's get down on the floor

Or out in the shed, or maybe by the lake, then bring it back to your bed

He got me singin'

When we get to sippin' whisky and we get a little frisky

I climb up on him, ride him like an F150