Brooks And Dunn - My heart's not a hotel lyrics

Friday night, little town

Not much to do but ride around

And listen to the radio real loud

Hangin' out in cut-off jeans

Watchin' the traffic lights blink

Not a lot to worry about

There's more to this world than big city lights

A small town is where the stars really shine

Hey, hey, don't you know

Out in the country where the wild weeds grow

People know how to have a good time

Barefoot, back road, cheap wine, rock and roll

Everybody havin' a good time

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Well you might think that folks get bored

When the only thing open is a grocery store

And 32 slots down at the sonic

Every weekend they steam up

All the windows in their pick-up trucks

They still swear it's strictly platonic

A cloud of dust and red tail lights

Headed for the county line

Hey, hey, don't you know

Out in the country where the wild weeds grow

People know how to have a good time

Barefoot, back road, cheap wine, rock and roll

Everybody havin' a good time

Yeah, yeah, yeah

There's more to this world than big city lights

A small town is where the stars really shine

Hey, hey, don't you know

Out in the country where the wild weeds grow

People know how to have a good time

Barefoot, back road, cheap wine, rock and roll

Everybody havin' a good time

Yeah, yeah, yeah