Jameson Rodgers - Rolling Rock, Rolling Stones lyrics

[Jameson Rodgers - Rolling Rock, Rolling Stones lyrics]

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)

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