C'mon
Well, I'm all dressed up with somewhere to go
I got money in my pocket, I'm primed, it shows
And I've got no problem findin' friends, no
We gonna do it and hope that it never ends
Well, we're pullin' out the stops
And we're turnin' back the clocks
You better hope you got a piece of the rock
(Paint this town)
Hey bartender, I'm buyin' the rounds
(Paint this town)
Flip on the jukebox, don't turn it down
(Paint this town) Whoo
We're gonna rock this place into the ground
I got a tank of gas and a shiny car
I got a rope around my lucky star
And I don't have a single doubt, no
That tonight we're gonna blow it out, whoo
Well, we're pullin' out the stops
And we're turnin' back the clocks
You better hope you got a piece of the rock
(Paint this town)
Hey bartender, I'm buyin' the rounds
(Paint this town) Whoo
Flip on the jukebox, don't turn it down
(Paint this town)
We're gonna rock till the moon goes down
(Paint this town)
We're gonna rock this place into the ground, ow
(Solo)
Hey, drinks are on me
Hey, come on over here
Check it out, dude
Brand new credit card
Hey, double shots for everybody, ow
C'mon, how
(Paint this town)
Hey bartender, I'm buyin' the rounds
(Paint this town)
Flip on the jukebox, don't turn it down
(Paint this town)
We're gonna rock till the moon goes down
(Paint this town)
We're gonna rock this place into the ground
(Paint this town) Yeah yeah yeah
(Paint this town) Ow
(Paint this town) Alright, yeah
Whoo
Feels like a party, yeah
Paint This Town was written by Keni Richards & Steve Plunkett.
Paint This Town was produced by Eddie DeLena & Autograph.