Rolling Rock, Rolling Stones
Smoke in the air, longnecks on ice
Some girls out on the dance floor 'bout
To make a grown man cry
Twenty dollar bill, jukebox on the wall
I hope this bar likes loose guitars 'cause
I'm about to play 'em all, yeah
Hey, hey na, na
I love to dance with honky tonk women
Hey, hey na, na
I love the taste of the suds I'm sipping
Start me up on a green bottle buzz
Talk about killing two birds at once
Drinking beer, singing songs
Rolling Rock, Rolling Stones
Every record I play, every top I twist
It ain't 1969, but it sure feels like it is
Long as they're burnin' this neon sign
I'll be holdin' this beer up high
Hey, hey na, na
I love to dance with honky tonk women
Hey, hey na, na
I love the taste of the suds I'm sipping
Start me up on a green bottle buzz
Talk about killing two birds at once
Drinking beer, singing songs
Rolling Rock, Rolling Stones
Wish this bar didn't close at one
But you can't always get what you want
Hey, hey na, na
I love to dance with honky tonk women
Hey, hey na, na
I love the taste of the suds I'm sipping
Start me up on a green bottle buzz
Talk about killing two birds at once
Drinking beer, singing songs
Rolling Rock, Rolling Stones
Aw, yeah
Drinking beer, singing songs
(Hey, hey na, na)
Rolling Rock, Rolling Stones
(Hey, hey na, na)