Six o'clock on Friday evening Momma doesn' t know she's leaving 'Til she
hears the screen door slamming Rubber squealin' gears a jamming Local
country station just a blaring on the radio Pick him up at seven and they're
headin' to the rodeo Momma's on the front porch screamin' out her
warning Girl you better get your red head Back in bed before the
morning Nine o'clock the show is ending But the fun is just
beginning She knows he's anticipating But she's gonna keep him
waiting Grab a bite to eat And then they're heading to the honkey
tonk But loud crowds and line dancing Just ain't what they really
want Drive out to the boondocks and park down by the creek And where it's
George Strait 'til real late And dancing cheek to cheek Ain't going down
'til the sun comes up Ain't givin' in 'til they get enough Going 'round
the world in a pickup truck Ain't goin' down 'til the sun comes up Ten
'til twelve is wine and dancing Midnight starts the hard romancing One
o'clock that truck is rocking Two is coming, still no stopping Break to
check the clock at three They're right on where they want to be Four
o'clock get up and going Five o'clock that rooster's crowing Ain't going
down 'til the sun comes up Ain't givin' in 'til they get enough Going
'round the world in a pickup truck Ain't goin' down 'til the sun comes
up Six o'clock on Saturday Her folks don't know he's on his way The
stalls are clean, the horses fed They say she's grounded 'til she's
dead Well here he comes around the bend Slowing down, she's jumping
in Hey mom, you're daughter's gone And there they go again Ain't going
down 'til the sun comes up Ain't givin' in 'til they get enough Going
'round the world in a pickup truck Ain't goin' down 'til the sun comes up