See (Em)you and me rid in’ like (C)Bon nie and Clyde, go in’ (D)nine ty five, burn in’ down One Twen ty Nine, yeah, look in’ for the (C)law while I push my luck.

She’s (Em)rid in’ shot gun like it (C)ain’t no thing.

Turn the (D)ra di o up so the girl can sing, right.

Pull in to the (C)par ty like, “Y’all, what’s up?”

To night is bot toms up.

(C)Throw it on down, (D)rock this qui et lit tle coun try town, get up.

Drop a (C)tail gate on your truck, find a keg and fill your cup up.

(C)Kick it on back, (D)pret ty lit tle ma ma look in’ at you like that.

(Em)Make you wan na slide on (C)in like, “Girl, what’s up?” Yeah, to night is bot toms up.

Get ’em up.

To night is bot toms up.

Get ’em up.

Damn...

Girl, I got ta (C)tip my hat: nev er (D)thought a coun try song would make ya move like that, yeah.

And she’s (C)do in’ it in Dai sy Dukes.

She got ya tap pin’ on a (Em)boy’s shoul der.

Hey dawg, (C)check this out.

Man, that’s (D)how them girls do it in the dirt y South, yeah.

She’ll have you on your (C)knee, “Can I mar ry you?” And to night is bot toms up.

(C)Throw it on down, (D)rock this qui et lit tle coun try town, get up.

Drop a (C)tail gate on your truck, find a keg and fill your cup up.

(C)Kick it on back, (D)pret ty lit tle ma ma look in’ at you like that.

(Em)Make you wan na slide on (C)in like, “Girl, what’s up?” Yeah, to night is bot toms up, up, (C)up.

Get ’em up.

To night is bot toms up, up, (C)up.

Get ’em up, get ’em up, get ’em up.

Let’s give a (Em)toast to the good times.

All y’all, get your drinks up high.

Ev ’ry (Em)bod y feel in’ al right.

Damn (D)right, ’cause to night is bot toms up.

(C)Throw it on down, (D)rock this qui et lit tle (D)coun try town, and get up.

Drop a (C)tail gate on your truck, find a keg and fill your cup up.

(C)Kick it on back, (D)pret ty lit tle ma ma look in’ at you like that.

(Em)Make you wan na slide on (C)in like, “Girl, what’s up?”

To night is bot toms up.

(C)Throw it on down,

up, (C)up.

Get ’em up.