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