Right now I hear the crowd roar
Touchdown for the hometown team
I can see the lights lit up
I can see the score on the screen
They're gonna pile into their trucks
All kinds of wild and free
They're gonna drink this county dry
Least 'til a quarter to 3, yeah
Cuz when the sun goes down, on this little baby blue door wrap around porch house
Nothing in this town, holds a candle to a flame we got right now
I'll be your disco, your tailgate, your champagne on ice
Your best drink, your dirt road for the rest of your life
Let's pull an all-nighter, yeah just you and me
At the end of the day, I will be your afterparty, your afterparty