Good One Comin' On

Two six-packs of shiner, A ninety-nine cent butane lighter. Lucky Strikes an' a fifth of Patron. Ice down that Igloo cooler; A tank of gas, that oughta do her: Feels like a good one comin' on. Throw in Ray Wylie-Hubbard; Sing along to "Redneck Mother": Any blues I had before are gone. Another week of work is over; No chance of stayin' sober; I can feel a good one comin' on. Yeah, we're gonna roll all night. We're gonna get to feelin' right. We're gonna keep this party rockin' till the break of dawn. Yeah, I can feel a good one comin' on. Three blondes in a rag-top Mustang, Followed us out to the lake, An' hell it didn't have to think about that too long. Skinny dippin' in the bright moonlight; Situation couldn't be more right. Looks like a good one comin' on. Yeah, we're gonna roll all night. We're gonna get to feelin' right. We're gonna keep this party rockin' till the break of dawn. I can feel a good one; It looks like a good one; I can feel a good one comin' on. Yeah, we're gonna roll all night. We're gonna get to feelin' right. We're gonna keep this party rockin' till the break of dawn. Looks like a good one; Yeah, I can feel a good one; It looks like a good one comin' on. Yeah, I can feel a good one; Don't it look like a good one; I can feel a good one comin' on.