x2
(INTRO)
We got beer and a tub and some good lookin girls
Dressed to the nights, lookin for a good time
Jacked up trucks stacked in thick
White rocks stuck in the mud grips
And a big ole bouncer at the door
But don t show him your i.d.
And don t you dare step out on the floor
(CHORUS)
If you ain t here to party
You picked the wrong place
You picked the wrong Friday night
If you ain t here to party
You ll be missin out
On the best damn time of your life
So go on and throw your card down
Knock a shot out
And get yourself in the zone
Yeah you might as well go on
And head you ass back home
If you ain t here to party
(VERSE)
There s a little ole Louisiana band
Playin a swampy jam and brown sugar tans
Lookin so fine shakin that thang
In the zydeco cage and purple rain
Raise your drink up in the air
And everybody sing along..
Man, you re here all alone
(CHORUS)
If you ain t here to party
You picked the wrong place
You picked the wrong Friday night
If you ain t here to party
You ll be missin out
On the best damn time of your life
So go on and throw your card down
Knock a shot out
And get yourself in the zone
Yeah you might as well go on
And head you ass back home
If you ain t here to party
(SOLO)
(CHORUS)
If you ain t here to party
You picked the wrong place
You picked the wrong Friday night
If you ain t here to party
You ll be missin out
On the best damn time of your life
So go on and pick someone out
Maybe make out
And get her number in your phone
Man the only way that you ll
be going home alone
Is if you ain t here to party
Yeah, you better be here to party
Yeah, we re all here to party
Yeah, we re all here to party
Throw your keys on the bar
You ain t drivin your car
You re here with me
That s how it s gonna be
Cause we re here to party, baby
Yeah, yeah whoa
If you ain t here to party
You picked the wrong Friday night