| There’s a front row scarecrow peekin’through Hogan’s crops
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| There’s a trans-Am cute thing taking off her t-tops
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| There’s a whole lot of honeys and they make a sweet backdrop
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| To a sunset banjo tunin’up to rock
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| Hey baby, wanna make a little music
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| Pull out your twang and show me how you use it
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| (Oh-oh-oh)
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| Holler if you’re with me Holler if you’re with me It’ll do you good to let loose a little
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| Let me hear you scream right there in the middle
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| (Oh-oh-oh)
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| Holler if you’re with me We’re all free-fallin'in this field of country love
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| It’s a head-bobbin'hand wavin’sea of solo cups
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| Sweat drops rollin’off, mixin’in the moonshine mud
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| From all the bumping and grinding, I just can’t get enough
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| Oh, can’t you get enough?
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| Holler if you’re with me Holler if you’re with me It’ll do you good to let loose a little
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| Let me hear you scream right there in the middle
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| (Oh-oh-oh)
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| Holler if you're with me Holler if you're with me I said, holler if you're with me Holler if you're with me Holler if you're with me Holler if you're with me Holler if you're |
| with me It'll do you good to let loose a little
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| Let me hear you scream right there in the middle
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| (Oh-oh-oh)
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| Holler if you’re with me Holler if you’re with me Holler if you’re with me Holler if you’re with me |