Couple boys clock out about five:thirty-five
Tryna put a little hammer in their head
Standing in the liquor store, staring at a fifth
But they picked up a handle instead
Hell right
Hell right
Couple girls with their boots on got
Their Bluetooth on, T-shirts sayin "Go Sooners"
Then the girl from the small town took off the
Old Town, put on a little Hank Jr.
Hell right
She got all her rowdy friends comin' over tonight
Hell right, hell right
Everybody's throwin' down on a Friday night
Somewhere in America
There's a bottle to burn and a fire to light
And you ain't done nothin' if you did it half way
If you gonna raise hell, then you better damn raise
Hell right
Hell right
Hell right
♪
There's a guitar on the ground that was making some sound
'Til somebody pulled a hillbilly slip
Now there's fog on the window, she never would've kissed him
If he didn't play a lick like this
Hell right
Hell right
Hell right, hell right
Everybody's throwin' down on a Friday night
Somewhere in America
There's a bottle to burn and a fire to light
And you ain't done nothin' if you did it half way
If you gonna raise hell, then you better damn raise
Hell right
Hell right
Hell right
♪
Now Seven AM
Damn if there ain't an empty handle on a square hay bale
Everybody's passed out drunk
But when they wake up, they're all gonna hurt like hell right
Yeah boy
Hell right, hell right
Everybody's throwin' down on a Friday night
Somewhere in America
There's a bottle to burn and a fire to light
And you ain't done nothin' if you did it half way
If you gonna raise hell, then you better damn raise
Hell right
Hell right
Hell right