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Had all he could stand, Standin all day A whole lotta work for a little bitta pay 4:59, Punchin that clock Both back wheels slingin' parking lot rocks Til the highway is a two-lane Then a dirt road, and you hit the breaks And hear everybody say... Pull up a tailgate, Time to get unwound Truck-Bed, Beer in the back ya'll iced down The only thing we own around here is the weekend. Pull out the six strings and the shine drinks and hang on tight to your sweet thing. It's another paycheck party out in the country - So pull up a tailgate Ain't nobody's mamas leavin'porch lights lit We ain't doin' nothin' Mom and Daddy ain't did. It's a hundred acre party in a forty acre field. For us around here, that's a real big deal. Pull up a tailgate, Time to get unwound Truck-bed, beer in the back, ya'll iced down The only thing we own around here is the weekend. So pull out the six strings and the shine drinks and hang on tight to our sweet things. It's another paycheck party out in the county - So pull up a tailgate. I ain't talkin' bout a Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday kinda thing. I'm talkin' bout a Friday, Saturday throw down til the weekend's gone kinda party. Pull up a tailgate, Time to get unwound Truck-bed, beer in the back, ya'll iced down The only thing we own around here is the weekend. So pull out the six strings and the shine drinks and hang on tight to our sweet things. It's another paycheck party out in the county - So pull up a tailgate. From Letras Mania