(+) Freaking Friday Night
Waited all week for Friday night,
and baby here you come peeling up the drive
I know you like the jeans I'm wearing,
cuz I can tell by the way that you keep staring
There's a place we like to go,
way back in the woods,
everybody's thinks were up to no good
When were just sitting on the tailgate,
the moon shining on the lake
and listening to that country music playing
Don't wanna think about it now
but my mama will be freaking out
when I don't make it home before 2 AM
ll say it wouldn't start or maybe we got stuck,
I know my Daddy hell
be waiting uplets blame it on your truck
Give you that smile, slip off my boots,
there's no place I'd rather be than here with you,
I know it's late, but I must confess,
that you could make this girl a country mess
If the night gets any hotter,
well end up in the water
When were just sittin on the tailgate,
the moon shining on the lake
and moving to that country music playing
You got your arm around me now
but my Mama will be freaking out
when I don't make it home before 2 AM
Well say it wouldn't start or maybe we got stuck,
I know my Daddy hell
be waiting uplets blame it on your truck
What will they say when they ask
where we've been?
We've been gone since I don't know when
They won't believe me but I'll say it again
Ran out of gas, got a flat, got the trouble
Just sittin on the tailgate,
the moon shining on the lake
and moving to that country music playing
Don't wanna think about it now,
my Mama will be freaking out
when I don't make it home before 2 AM
Well say it wouldn't start or maybe we got stuck,
I know my Daddy hell
be waiting uplets blame it on your truck
Lets blame it on your truck