So you finally got the nerve to ask that little girl
Youve been diggin on if she wants to go out
She said yes, now you wantin to impress
But you aint got no Casanova know-how
You aint gotta read a book to get her on the hook
Shes a country baby through and through
If you wanna do right on a Saturday night
This is all youve gotta do
Pick her up in a pickup truck
Take her out to a honky tonk
Turn an ice cold longneck up
Dance around to an old jukebox
If you really wanna rock the world
Of a pretty little country girl
Just remember when you pick her up
Pick her up in a pickup truck
Aint that right, Travis?
Yeah, buddy, she aint got no use for a BMW
Or wine from a hundred dollar bottle
Shed rather bounce around in the outskirts of town
Shotgunnin in a muddy Silverado
If youre gonna have a chance to closin time romance
Put the switch on the neon hard
Dont forget the first step fore you get to two steps
Knowin right where to start
Pick her up in a pickup truck
And take her out to a honky tonk
Turn an ice cold longneck up
Dance around to an old jukebox
If you really wanna rock the world
Of a pretty little country girl
Just remember when you pick her up
Pick her up in a pickup truck
Go get her son!
Woo! Yeah!
She wants to party and paint the town
Kick up her boots to a country sound
Come on, buddy, dont let us down
Pick her up in a pickup truck
And take her out to a honky tonk
Turn an ice cold longneck up
Dance around to an old jukebox
If you really wanna rock the world
Of a pretty little country girl
Just remember when you pick her up
Pick her up in a pickup truck
You might even make her fall in love
Pick her up in a pickup truck
Ooh! Yeah
Take her out to a country club, isnt that right?
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