10 P.M., most folks are sleeping
But it's the weekend
So we ain't, and we know where the cows don't go
These 40 inch tires saving up pavement
So we're taking them on red dirt place somewhere offroad
You won't find us at no bar
I'll tell you right where we are
No where, no rules
Crack a Bud Light, get into the groove
Dancing in the middle of the night in the middle of a field
Just turning it loose
Hell yeah, that's us
Don't need a downtown to get to tearing it up
Round here, just watching the stars get bright
Setting the night on fire, on fire, on fire
Setting the night on fire, on fire, on fire