Here's to the good times
by Florida Georgia Line
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Let´s turn it up loud, mix it up strong
Lean it back slow, get your feel good on
Cut ´em off short, roll it up tight
Let it unwind tonight
Drop down the top down on the Pontiac
Where ever you wind up is where the party´s out
Break at the bottle of Bacardi black
And don´t look back cause
Chorus :
Here´s to the good times, here´s to the sunshine
Here´s to the ice float your beer in
To the tops you pop and the tan lines disappearin´
Oh my, my
She´s a little bit tipsy
Leans in for a kiss, she´s stealin´ your heart just like a gypsy
And there you are just a drunken star,
Just fallin´ in her eyes
Here´s to the good times, while there´s still time
Well lay it all out, spray it on sweet
Carve it in oak and permanent ink
Park it way back, fog it on up
Singin´ ooooh, ooooh
Radio spillin´ from a single cab
She looks so good with her silver tabs
Hangin´ on a branch by the river
That´s a memory that´ll get you when you look back
Chorus
Guitar solo
Drop down the top down on the Pontiac
Where ever you wind up is where the party´s out
Break at the bottle of Bacardi black
And don´t look back cause
Here´s to the good times, here´s to the sunshine
Here´s to the ice float your beer in
To the tops you pop and the tan lines disappearin´
Oh my, my
She´s a little bit tipsy
Leans in for a kiss, she´s stealin´ your heart just like a gypsy
And there you are just a drunken star,
Just fallin´ in her eyes
Here´s to the good times
Here´s to the good times and the moonshine
And the blues eyes under the moonlight
Here´s to the good times
Here´s to the good times and the moonshine
And the blues eyes under the moonlight
Here´s to the good times while there´s still time
Lean it back slow, get your feel good on
Cut ´em off short, roll it up tight
Let it unwind tonight
Drop down the top down on the Pontiac
Where ever you wind up is where the party´s out
Break at the bottle of Bacardi black
And don´t look back cause
Chorus :
Here´s to the good times, here´s to the sunshine
Here´s to the ice float your beer in
To the tops you pop and the tan lines disappearin´
Oh my, my
She´s a little bit tipsy
Leans in for a kiss, she´s stealin´ your heart just like a gypsy
And there you are just a drunken star,
Just fallin´ in her eyes
Here´s to the good times, while there´s still time
Well lay it all out, spray it on sweet
Carve it in oak and permanent ink
Park it way back, fog it on up
Singin´ ooooh, ooooh
Radio spillin´ from a single cab
She looks so good with her silver tabs
Hangin´ on a branch by the river
That´s a memory that´ll get you when you look back
Chorus
Guitar solo
Drop down the top down on the Pontiac
Where ever you wind up is where the party´s out
Break at the bottle of Bacardi black
And don´t look back cause
Here´s to the good times, here´s to the sunshine
Here´s to the ice float your beer in
To the tops you pop and the tan lines disappearin´
Oh my, my
She´s a little bit tipsy
Leans in for a kiss, she´s stealin´ your heart just like a gypsy
And there you are just a drunken star,
Just fallin´ in her eyes
Here´s to the good times
Here´s to the good times and the moonshine
And the blues eyes under the moonlight
Here´s to the good times
Here´s to the good times and the moonshine
And the blues eyes under the moonlight
Here´s to the good times while there´s still time