Luke Bryan - Checkin' Out lyrics

How many butts can you fit in the backseat?
How many cans can you throw in a floorboard?
Mama's credit card and your brother's ID
6 bodies, one bed good lord

Checkin' in to a good time
Checkin' out and all is so fine
Under a blue sky, red sunshine
Salt and green lime white can Miller Light
Goodbye to the real world
Hey, hey little shot girl
Gimme the whole tray baby what's your name
Party in my place, gets you ahead, hey
That's what this week's all about
Checkin' in, checkin' out

Alabama baby pulling up in a black jeep
Two Georgia boys holler hey what's up
Parking lot, piggy back burnin' the bare feet
They're coming in hot somebody
Best get the door

Checkin' in to a good time
Checkin' out and all is so fine
Under a blue sky, red sunshine
Salt and green lime white can Miller Light
Goodbye to the real world
Hey, hey little shot girl
Gimme the whole tray baby what's your name
Party in my place, gets you ahead, hey
That's what this week's all about
Checkin' in, checkin' out

Checkin' in
Checkin' out all the bars and cars
Up and down the beach
Checkin' in with your mama now and
Then knowing she can't sleep, hey
Yeah, hold it down
Hey mama, yeah, I'm being good
No, we ain't partying, it's the TV

Checkin' in to a good time
Checkin' out and all is so fine
Under a blue sky, red sunshine
Salt and green lime white can Miller Light
Goodbye to the real world
Hey, hey little shot girl
Gimme the whole tray baby what's your name
Party in my place, gets you ahead, hey
That's what this week's all about
Checkin' in, checkin' out checkin' out