Toby Keith - Hit It lyrics

C'mon

There's a gentleman down in Lynchburg

On the south side of Tennessee

He started cookin that home made whiskey

Had his own little recipe

Now his name's on a million labels

And you can see it on a billboard sign

Got a lot of good ol' buddys

But Jack Daniels is a friend of mine

You got to hit it

Get it while the gettin's good

Kick the tires and pop that hood

I can't quit it

Wouldn't if I could

Sure beats sittin around

Knock, knock, knockin on wood

Get with it

While your bidin' your time

Playin' that ready or not

I'm gonna take my shot

Pop gotta hit it

She was standin behind the eight ball

Lookin like trouble in a short skirt

Hell on heels about yay tall

Makin it work, makin it work

The money was on the table

My eyes were out of the socket

She caught me bent down in front of the ball

And the eight ball in the corner pocket

HIT IT

Get it while the gettin's good

Kick the tires and pop that hood

I can't quit it

Wouldn't if I could

Sure ain't sittin here

Knock, knock, knockin on wood

Get with it

While your bidin' your time

Playin' that ready or not

I'm gonna take my shot

Pop gotta hit it

Gotta hit it

Got a pool shark honey

And a pocket full of money

And a bottle of ole'JD

You can jump on the bus

And party with us

But if your runnin with me runnin with me

Hit it

Get it while the getting's good

Kick the tires and pop that hood

I can't quit it

Wouldn't if I could

Sure beats sittin around

Knock, knock, knockin on wood

Get with it

While your bidin' your time

Playin' that ready or not

I'm gonna take my shot

Pop gotta hit it

Yeah I'm gonna hit it