Smoke in the air, longnecks on ice
Some girls out on the dance floor 'bout to make a grown man cry
Twenty dollar bill, jukebox on the wall
I hope this bar likes loose guitars 'cause I'm about to play 'em all, yeah
Hey, hey, na, na

I love to dance with honky tonk women

Hey, hey, na, na

I love the taste of the suds I'm sipping

Start me up on a green bottle buzz

Talk about killing two birds at once

Drinking beer, singing songs

Rolling Rock, Rolling Stones



Every record I play, every top I twist

It ain't 1969, but it sure feels like it is

Long as they're burnin' this neon sign

I'll be holdin' this beer up high



Hey, hey, na, na

I love to dance with honky tonk women

Hey, hey, na, na

I love the taste of the suds I'm sipping

Start me up on a green bottle buzz

Talk about killing two birds at once

Drinking beer, singing songs

Rolling Rock, Rolling Stones



Wish this bar didn't close at one

But you can't always get what you want



Hey, hey, na, na

I love to dance with honky tonk women

Hey, hey, na, na

I love the taste of the suds I'm sipping

Start me up on a green bottle buzz

Talk about killing two birds at once

Drinking beer, singing songs

Rolling Rock, Rolling Stones



Aw, yeah



Drinking beer, singing songs

(Hey, hey, na, na)

Rolling Rock, Rolling Stones

(Hey, hey, na, na)