The Lacs Happens Every Time

Now, everybody got friends but the ones I’m talking ’bout you can’t depend on

When the fists gone you gotta find that [?] from the bar just to get home

They’re wasting trying time to call, you’re feeling with the alcohol

But when they finally do call they be like, “Where we gonna party tonight?” (Damn)

I guess I really can’t say where I’ve been, [?] licking cocaines, man I’m pissed

And ain’t trying to be a cool cat, school that, take shots from the bar, gimme something from the blue tap

I don’t really go for the side Amarettos, sun and moon rise, get it popping like Berettas

I’m buzzing like a bee, no rain blind milling and the bartender say, “You’re some wild-ass fellas” (Yeah)

Shit, I shoulda said no ’cause I really don’t know how I’m getting back home

When they close at 5, say bye, get gone, it’s just ’bout the time realized something’s going wrong

‘Cause [?] just happened, trying to call Weston, [?]

But I noted that I’ma gonna wanna step around the corner, borrow a bowl of marijuana then I go into a comma like

(Well I guess I’ll just see you assholes tomorrow, huh?)

It happens every time

Passed out ’cause I’m drunk again

Woke up on the floor I fell the night before

Couldn’t tell you what got me here

But I know one thing that happens every time

Mama say I got a lot to learn

But I rather be left alone

Sipping on my Bourbon, no I never learn it (Aw yeah)

But I know one thing that happens every time

Damn right, it’s going down tonight, headed out to the county line

Country girls and they’re bound to ride, going out to get that bounty ‘shine

Drip drop, flip flop and a little bit of butterscotch, lemon drop top with a cherry on top

Getting silly with a little bit of willy then I really did the party, don’t stop

Hold up, I got a few more bars and I’m getting down like I’m Bruno Mars

And I keep swerving like two go-karts, why you singing in a bar claiming you go hard?

And another shot or two, I’m doing what I gotta do to take this fine dime home tonight

What I gotta just it through to you that everything is gonna be alright?

(Man I’m gone)

It happens every time

Passed out ’cause I’m drunk again

Woke up on the floor I fell the night before

Couldn’t tell you what got me here

But I know one thing that happens every time

Mama say I got a lot to learn

But I rather be left alone

Sipping on my Bourbon, no I never learn it (Yeah)

But I know one thing that happens every time

It happens the same though I planned it different, I suppose I’m older so Andy Griffith

I awake in a cell frustrated as hell, Mad Dog 20/20 chasing my tail

‘Cause I’m going nowhere plus I’m foaming at the mouth, bitch threw me out the house, can your boy grab a couch?

[?] hotel checking, no well resting, when it coming to catching buzzes I’m Odell Beckham

Punch strong like McGregor, bit the bar with the freak, then [?] for me

Slick top slurbing, just keep serving, one Bourbon, one shot, one beer, one person

No nurse [?] chugging, forgetting the details till memory’s erased like Hillary’s emails

But I know where the bar is at and I be on this boss streak till I’m an artifact

(Yeah)

It happens every time

Passed out ’cause I’m drunk again

Woke up on the floor I fell the night before

Couldn’t tell you what got me here

But I know one thing that happens every time

Mama say I got a lot to learn

But I rather be left alone

Sipping on my Bourbon, no I never learn it

But I know one thing that happens every time

The Lacs Country Boy Fresh

I’m Feeling good about tonight, I’m country boy fresh

I’m what them country girls like cause I’m country boy fresh

Dirty boots, dirty truck, where I stay is a wreck

But that’s just how I ride because I’m country boy fresh

I’m Feeling good about tonight, I’m country boy fresh

I’m what them country girls like cause I’m country boy fresh

Dirty boots, dirty truck, where I stay is a wreck

But that’s just how I ride because I’m country boy fresh

I love my Atlanta braves ball cap it’s almost black from the tree sap

I’m a country boy with no noodly suits, got my slip on Georgia boots

When I get dressed I don’t need no mirror, brand new shirt where’s my scissors

Cut it up and take the tag, use the sleeves for an ole grease rag

My levi’s got them blood stains from that 8 point buck I shot last spring

Yea I shot him out of season, but I had me a real good reason

I was in my peas makin my rounds, seen a buck layed him down

Loaded him up went straight to town, got that meat 180 pounds.

I’m Feeling good about tonight, I’m country boy fresh

I’m what them country girls like cause I’m country boy fresh

Dirty boots, dirty truck, where I stay is a wreck

But that’s just how I ride because I’m country boy fresh

I’m Feeling good about tonight, I’m country boy fresh

I’m what them country girls like cause I’m country boy fresh

Dirty boots, dirty truck, where I stay is a wreck

But that’s just how I ride because I’m country boy fresh

Yea, slide into my blue jeans, so fresh so clean

Head on out to that mud hole hot girls and the beer ice cold

It’s just me and my redneck buddies, couple of chains cause it might get muddy

Cash my check buy my drink, find me a lil ole country thang

Yea, I’m gonna get my buzz on, don’t wanna hear no love song

Gonna get drunk til the sun comes up, cause that’s just what us rednecks does

Idle on down that back road find a lil spot to park

Down by the creek got a bunch of wood let’s see if we can make some sparks

C’mon

I’m Feeling good about tonight, I’m country boy fresh

I’m what them country girls like cause I’m country boy fresh

Dirty boots, dirty truck, where I stay is a wreck

But that’s just how I ride because I’m country boy fresh

I’m Feeling good about tonight, I’m country boy fresh

I’m what them country girls like cause I’m country boy fresh

Dirty boots, dirty truck, where I stay is a wreck

But that’s just how I ride because I’m country boy fresh

I’m Feeling good about tonight, I’m country boy fresh

I’m what them country girls like cause I’m country boy fresh

Dirty boots, dirty truck, where I stay is a wreck

But that’s just how I ride because I’m country boy fresh

I’m Feeling good about tonight, I’m country boy fresh

I’m what them country girls like cause I’m country boy fresh

Dirty boots, dirty truck, where I stay is a wreck

But that’s just how I ride because I’m country boy fresh

The Lacs Ease Along

Well I’ve seen some pretty bad brawls, blacked eyes and broken jaws.

If you talk loud around here, well you better be tough like an old ford truck.

Now a good clean fight for me is just fine, but when somebody pulls something

From his belt line, things go from bad to worse, when a gun gets drawn.

Well I had a good time, but I think I’m about to ease along.

Cause a pistol ain’t suppost to mix with a gut full of alcohol.

That old right hand will go to shaking wanting to kill my own.

So keep the tip, I’m about to split for somebody starts a brawl.

Hey i had a good time but i think I’m about to ease along.

Think I’m about to ease along, think I’m about to ease along.

Now I’ve been coming to this old honkytonk for awhile

Country boys talking noise just to make them girls smile.

We relax kick back and maybe have a few shots.

Playing the country juke box weither you like it or not

There ain’t a damn thing wrong with friends and eight ball fool.

Till this stranger in the corner started acting a fool.

The little city slicker couldn’t handle his liqure

Started talking about the country folks, so ya’ll go figure

I mean it happend all so fast he couldn’t figure it out

He couldn’t get the taste of Georgia boot up out his mouth.

The little sissy in a cowboy hat, that ain’t real you ask what happend

Now he’s sleepin on the honky tonk floor

Somebody better get him cause he don’t belong

And I ain’t going back to jail so I’m goin’ to ease along

Cause a pistol ain’t suppost to mix with a gut full of alcohol.

That old right hand will go to shaking wanting to kill my own

So you keep the tip cause I’m about to split for somebody starts a brawl

Hey I had a good time but I think I’m about to ease along.

Think I’m about to ease along, think I’m about to ease along.

The Lacs All Weekend Long

She just wants to leave this bar and hit a back road

Slide close, girl you got just what I want

She hit the gas said baby, I don’t wanna ride slow

Haul ass

It’s me and you all weekend long

She just wants to leave this bar and hit a back road

Slide close, girl you got just what I want

She hit the gas said baby, I don’t wanna ride slow

Haul ass

It’s me and you all weekend long

Same old weekend

Nothin’ to do but hang around this pub

Same old DJ, same old cliché

’bout then, she come walkin’ up

Had them cut offs and them tan thighs

And that bud light and it’s just right

Say, what you say about you and me

Jump in the truck, go ride the creek

So I didn’t waste too much time

Called up pa, got a bottle of wine

Bout ten minutes to the county line

And there’s nothing but dirt roads for miles and miles

I knew she couldn’t hold back

She grabbed the CD from off the dash

Say, what you know about johnny cash

She popped it in sang every track

Devil’s ridin’ shotgun

Picked up my wrap and said,

Let’s burn it if you got one

Think I’m in love

We rode all night just drinkin’, talkin’

Didn’t really know when she had to be home

She said, keep rollin’ I know where I’m goin’

Its gonna take all weekend long

She just wants to leave this bar and hit a back road

Slide close, girl you got just what I want

She hit the gas said baby, I don’t wanna ride slow

Haul ass

It’s me and you all weekend long

She just wants to leave this bar and hit a back road

Slide close, girl you got just what I want

She hit the gas said baby, I don’t wanna ride slow

Haul ass

It’s me and you all weekend long

Droppin’ down that tailgate

Crankin’ out that george straight

Georgia on them license plate

She ready, so why wait

Bowed legs and boots on

Got them daisy dukes on

And a baby blue thong

Wildin’ out to tucson

Wanna hit that creek bank

Pretty little sweet thang

She could cause a heat wave

Flyin’ down the breezeway

Goin’ 75 down the dirt road ridin’

It don’t matter as long as she beside me

Ridin’ fast and we ridin’ high

We hit the gas

And we fly on by

Drank tequila at sunrise

Talkin’ over them fun times

Turnin’ over them mud tires

Seein’ how far the mud flies

Turnin’ off them new phones

Turnin’ up them old songs

Ridin’ out ’till the beer is gone

Ain’t goin’ home all weekend long

She just wants to leave this bar and hit a back road

Slide close, girl you got just what I want

She hit the gas said baby, I don’t wanna ride slow

Haul ass

It’s me and you all weekend long

She just wants to leave this bar and hit a back road

Slide close, girl you got just what I want

She hit the gas said baby, I don’t wanna ride slow

Haul ass

It’s me and you all weekend long

Say she can’t wait

Drop the tailgate

Hit the riverbank

(just me and you all weekend long)

Say she can’t wait

Drop the tailgate

Hit the riverbank

(just me and you all weekend long)

She just wants to leave this bar and hit a back road

Slide close, girl you got just what I want

She hit the gas said baby, I don’t wanna ride slow

Haul ass

It’s me and you all weekend long

She just wants to leave this bar and hit a back road

Slide close, girl you got just what I want

She hit the gas said baby, I don’t wanna ride slow

Haul ass

It’s me and you all weekend long

She just wants to leave this bar and hit a back road

Slide close, girl you got just what I want

She hit the gas said baby, I don’t wanna ride slow

Haul ass

It’s me and you all weekend long

She just wants to leave this bar and hit a back road

Slide close, girl you got just what I want

She hit the gas said baby, I don’t wanna ride slow

Haul ass

It’s me and you all weekend long

The Lacs Country Boy’s Paradise

Sand bar on the river with a cooler of beer

Half a dozen girls and the water is clear

Ladies it’s OK to take your tops off

A perfect combination with the sun and the sand

I always try to keep some tannin lotion in hand

Ladies let me know if I missed one spot

Wild women in white t-shirts, I couldn’t believe my eyes

I stay away from the weekend work and it comes to no big surprise

I love the way that I live my live

It’s a country boy’s paradise

Lil’ string bikinis and corona flip flops

Me and my buddies standin’ on the toolbox

Ladies it’s OK to take your tops off

I think that I’m in heaven would you give me a pinch

And I know what it means when that little blonde winks

Maybe me and you need to go for a walk

Wild women in white t-shirts, I couldn’t believe my eyes

I stay away from the weekend work and it comes to no big surprise

I love the way I live my live

It’s a country boy’s paradise

Wanna party on boat, headed to the beach

So many girls, look so sweet

Now baby doll, what’s your plan

Could you ride with me? You bet you can

With a white t-shirt and an all red thong

She jumped right in lost her phone

I saw her frown and I said what’s wrong

She grabbed a beer and said it’s on

Don’t look now but she’s on the boat

Droppin’ it down and gettin’ low

People are comin’ from all around

And we look like a floatin’ town

Oh my my oh hell yeah

She danced so low her face is red

She let out one big rebel cry

And the top came off and she let it fly

Wild women in white t-shirts, I couldn’t believe my eyes

I stay away from the weekend work and it comes to no big surprise

I love the way that I live my live

It’s a country boy’s paradise

The Lacs Jack In My Coke

[Montgomery Gentry:]

She’s a back road rider that pulls all nighter

She’s the peddle to the floor that makes me hold on tighter

Couple shots of her and I start to lose control

She’s the Jack in my Coke

(She’s the Jack, she’s the Jack)

[Clay “Uncle Snap” Sharpe:]

I wake up every mornin’ thankin’ God that I found her

Can’t control myself every time I come around her

She’s my best friend, road dog and my homie

No need for lookin’ cause she’s my one and only

My crutch in my game ball, voice if I can’t talk

Sexiest thing I’ve ever seen and that ain’t all

Boy she can get down, handy with a gun

She’s a deer lead shoots and hits em’ on the run

She ain’t the kind of girl that likes the ritzy little wine

She’s the kind of girl that puts the chicken livers on the line

She catch the catfish, she skins em’ up to fry

She’s my baby, the reason why I love my life

[Montgomery Gentry:]

She’s a back road rider that pulls all nighter

She’s the peddle to the floor that makes me hold on tighter

Couple shots of her and I start to lose control

Yeah she deserves all the finer things she desires

Thank God she’s in love with this 9 to 5’er

She’s a movie star and me I’m an Average Joe

She’s the Jack in my Coke

(She’s the Jack, she’s the Jack)

[Brian “Rooster” King:]

My whiskey woman got it goin’ on

We date back to 98′ tastes kinda strong

But ya’ll know everything is better with age

Pop a top on her and drink it for the rest of the day, that’s right

You know that E&J is fine with me and cheap as hell

[?] ain’t friend of mine the kin that makes me [?]

I’ve been sippin’ on the bourbon up in Tennessee

Two or three shots of that and Imma’ have to take a knee

Buy a ring then a spot we can chill

While keepin’ stacking bottles we can get to pop and the seal

She got me buzzin’ on the strongest stuff that I’ve ever found

Just a couple shots and then I end up chasin’ her down

[Montgomery Gentry:]

She’s a back road rider that pulls all nighter

She’s the peddle to the floor that makes me hold on tighter

Couple shots of her and I start to lose control

Yeah she deserves all the finer things she desires

Thank God she’s in love with this 9 to 5’er

She’s a movie star and me I’m just an Average Joe

She’s the Jack in my Coke

(She’s the Jack, she’s the Jack)

(She’s my one and only)

She’s the Jack in my Coke

(She’s the Jack, she’s the Jack)

She’s the Jack in my Coke

She’s a movie star

Couple shots of her and I start to lose control

She’s a back road rider that pulls all nighter

She’s the peddle to the floor that makes me hold on tighter

Couple shots of her and I start to lose control

Yeah she deserves all the finer things she desires

Thank God she’s in love with this 9 to 5’er

She’s a movie star and me I’m just an Average Joe

She’s the Jack in my Coke

(She’s the Jack, she’s the Jack)

(She’s my one and only)

She’s the Jack in my Coke

(She’s the Jack, she’s the Jack)

She’s the Jack in my Coke

(She’s the Jack, she’s the Jack)

(She’s my one and only)

She’s the Jack in my Coke

(She’s the Jack, she’s the Jack)

(She’s my one and only)

The Lacs Wylin

She’d rather dance on the pole, act wild and drank free

Don’t give a damn cause she wylin’, wylin’

She’d rather go with a wild ass boy like me

Don’t give a damn cause she wylin’, wylin’

(Drop drop it down low)

Here we go!

What’s the good news, we’re the league weed?

Them Lac boys, got ’em with me

Got a hundred bottles and some good weed

And if your boyfriend’s here I think he should leave

Immediately, cause I’m wylin’ you wylin’ we wylin’

And there’s nothin’ he can do about it

Bubba K get it right on a Friday night

They can’t see me dude I am out of sight

Do you really wanna hurt me baby?

Do you really wanna make me cry?

You don’t love me – well guess what,

I don’t love you either but can we lie?

I’m in town just for this one night and I can pretty much guarantee

That if it ain’t goin’ down right now well this just ain’t never happening

Here we go!

She’d rather dance on the pole, act wild and drank free

Don’t give a damn cause she wylin’, wylin’

She’d rather go with a wild ass boy like me

Don’t give a damn cause she wylin’, wylin’

(Drop drop it down low)

She’d rather dance on the pole, act wild and drank free

Don’t give a damn cause she wylin’, wylin’

She’d rather go with a wild ass boy like me

Don’t give a damn cause she wylin’, wylin’

(Drop drop it down low)

Watch her go when she heads to the bar

Showin’ off like a brand new car

In her own mind she’s a rockstar

Got all of the fellows comin’ from afar

To watch baby girl shake shake that thang

Drop it down low don’t break that thang

Yeah I know you like my country twang

Let me hit you off with some country game

I’m lovin’ them cowboy boots

Country girl swag with them daisy dukes

Up top is a bathing suit

She downin’ shots said whatcha wanna do uh

I can think of a couple scenarios

Jump in, just crank that stereo

Hit the backwoods in the four-wheel drive

Stay drunk, stay crunk, straight wylin’ all night ay

She’d rather dance on the pole, act wild and drank free

Don’t give a damn cause she wylin’, wylin’

She’d rather go with a wild ass boy like me

Don’t give a damn cause she wylin’, wylin’

(Drop drop it down low)

She’d rather dance on the pole, act wild and drank free

Don’t give a damn cause she wylin’, wylin’

She’d rather go with a wild ass boy like me

Don’t give a damn cause she wylin’, wylin’

(Yeah drop drop it down low)

Ain’t a damn thing wrong with a short lil skirt

Done lost her phone ’bout to lose her shirt

Got the whole damn club on full alert

Done drunk so much all she wanna do is flirt

Oh, with a bottle of crown

Stand up slow so you don’t fall down

Do your thang to this country sound

Bubba K, Lac boys done laid it down

(Drop drop it down low…)

She’d rather dance on the pole, act wild and drank free

Don’t give a damn cause she wylin’, wylin’

She’d rather go with a wild ass boy like me

Don’t give a damn cause she wylin’, wylin’

(Drop drop it down low)

She’d rather dance on the pole, act wild and drank free

Don’t give a damn cause she wylin’, wylin’

She’d rather go with a wild ass boy like me

Don’t give a damn cause she wylin’, wylin’

The Lacs Tylenol

Cause it’s a, a long fall when you’re six foot tall. They said I had a ball but don’t remember it all. Keep bangin my head up against the wall, wishin that I had a king sized Tylenol, Tylenol, Tylenol. Too much alcohol, I need a king sized Tylenol.

Budd it up, hammer down, once again passed out. I told myself it wouldn’t happen again. Just a few cold lights and I’m through for the night, but I go to drinkin whiskey and gin. Shortly after that I go to losin my memories. The ladies say that I can get extremely friendly. The problem is that I don’t know my limit at all and there’s usually nothing there to help me cushion my fall. It goes bang, bang beating my head cause it hurts. I need a bed and I don’t even wanna hear the word work. Shut the curtains, cut the lights, and hit me up tomorrow night. Leanin on and let it be the hangover recipe.

Cause it’s a, a long fall when you’re six foot tall. They said I had a ball but don’t remember it all. Keep bangin my head up against the wall, wishin that I had a king sized Tylenol, Tylenol, Tylenol. Too much alcohol, I need a king sized Tylenol.

The sunshine woke me up, I fell asleep in my truck. I guess I had a heavy foot, I must have blowed the motor up. The Jager smell is all around, open the door, into the ground. My stomach’s makin awful sounds, my ole head’s spinnin round. Now doctor, doctor tell me what I did wrong. Man, I only tried to sing every Merle Haggard song. I looked at him, he looked at me, I filled my cup a time or three. Havin fun with Jimmy Bean and then I lost my memory. I lost my knife, don’t you know, I bought it down in Mexico. I won’t forget that crazy trip from three spring breaks ago. To nights we won’t remember and to friends we won’t forget. I need some Tylenol quick so I can do it all again.

Cause it’s a, a long fall when you’re six foot tall. They said I had a ball but don’t remember it all. Keep bangin my head up against the wall, wishin that I had a king sized Tylenol, Tylenol, Tylenol. Too much alcohol, I need a king sized Tylenol.

The Lacs Santa In A 4 Wheel Drive

[Chorus]

I saw Santa in a four-wheel drive

With presents in the back and mud up the side

It must’ve been a rainy Christmas night

Cause I saw Santa in a jacked up four-wheel drive

A four wheel drive, he’s got a four-wheel drive

It was Christmas eve, I had my heater on just creepin around

I saw a buck down my the mud, I rolled my window down

I heard stories, but I thought they was lies

I saw a buck with a red nose shinin like a light

But i, I let it go and just keep creepin along

But I know I keep hearin that jingle bell song

Before too long I had to slam on breaks

I bout t-boned Santa clause’s chevrolet

[Chorus 1x]

He had it jacked up to the sky, sleigh bells on the side

Mickey Thompson and 44’s, two step runnin boys

Red velvet trimmed the dash

I couldn’t believe it when I passed

It wasn’t no rain it wasn’t no fog

And I didn’t have no eggnog

I’m glad I didn’t miss this, his front tag said wishlist

Shook my head in disbelief, he smiled and then he winked at me

I never woulda coulda bet that Santa was a redneck

I guess a little was in us all, so have a merry Christmas ya’ll

[Chorus 2x]

The Lacs Shindig

Colt Ford down with The Lacs

Drinkin’ cold beer out of paper sacks

Lovin’ them girls, chasin’ them squirrels

Welcome all of y’all to a country boys world

Lawd have mercy, hope y’all thirsty

Let’s get drunk a dance a jig

This is how we does it, down in the country

Welcome everybody to the shindig

Head out to the field about a quarter to 10

See all the Lac boys and a couple of friends

We got 17 kegs and we ready to drink

We got 8 big speakers steady crankin’ the Hank

Little girlies flockin’ in and it’s me on the grill

Side step to the bed, grab a seat and just chill

We got Willie and McGraw ringing Hank on the phone

Cuz we ‘bout to have a field party 10 miles long

Shindig party tonight

We gonna rock this town till the morning light

Tell the pos, chill out there ain’t nothing wrong

Ain’t gonna stop the show until the cows go home

Shindig party tonight

We gonna rock this town till the morning light

Tell the pos, chill out there ain’t nothing wrong

Ain’t gonna stop the show until the cows go home

One of a kind y’all they call us southern

Yeah down in Dixieland, no other

We work all week, but we’d rather be fishin’

We’d rather be drinkin’ and party for a livin’

Way back in the field where it all go down

30 miles out of town, you in the country now

Take a right at the dirt and a left at the pig pen

I know you never heard of such this is a Shindig

Hot damn look at all these broads

A cold red head with a 2 piece on

Where the bbq be on the grill

Where the bud be on the chill

Make my way to the horseshoe throw

Don’t like that straight that Georgia smoke

Don’t choke, I bet you will

When them girls right there they dressed to kill

Shindig party tonight

We gonna rock this town till the morning light

Tell the pos, chill out there ain’t nothing wrong

Ain’t gonna stop the show until the cows go home

Uh uh

Come here little baby let me light ya fire

Hop right up in the 4 wheel drive

Big full load now we ready to go

Let your hair down and enjoy the show

Everybody feelin’ okay

Mix shine with that OJ

If you don’t know what this is

Babydoll it’s a shindig

Shindig party tonight

We gonna rock this town till the morning light

Tell the pos, chill out there ain’t nothing wrong

Ain’t gonna stop the show until the cows go home

Shindig party tonight

We gonna rock this town till the morning light

Tell the pos, chill out there ain’t nothing wrong

Ain’t gonna stop the show until the cows go home

Shindig party tonight

We gonna rock this town till the morning light

Tell the pos, chill out there ain’t nothing wrong

Ain’t gonna stop the show until the cows go home