Luyện nghe bài hát Front Porch Junkies

We ain't it inside
We ain't kickin' it
We're sippin' moonshine watchin' chicken fry
And makin' that swing swing side to
"Hoop, hoop, hoopty do"
Come on, girl, can you feel groove?
The is strummin'
All my are comin'
We're chillin', grillin', willin' to get funky
Yeah, we're just some front porch
(Oh, just front porch junkies)

We ain't kickin' it (No!)
We ain't it downtown (Hell no!)
We're just lightin' it up on the
smoke on a Blue Tick Coonhound
"Boom, boom, boom-di-boom!"
Come on, y'all, can you that groove?
air comin' through the screen door
Bare stompin' on the wood floor
We're diggin' it, finger lickin' pickin' out in the country
Yeah, just some front porch junkies
(Oh, we're just front junkies)

Just here workin' on a flip-flop tan
Got a cold Bush and a coozie in my hand
Dang, I don't be needin' no sand beach
I got the sweetest Georgia peach in a two piece
Belly button ring is shinin' a diamond
Says I oughta be up onstage at the
I don't no crowd, no light, smoke production
The beer's ice cold and the bumpin'
on a cloud, feelin' pretty lucky
Dang, it feels good to be a porch junkie
(Oh, just front porch junkies)

We ain't kickin' it (No!)
We ain't kickin' it (Hell no!)
We're just sippin' moonshine watchin' fry
And makin' that swing side to side
Singin' "Hoop, hoop, do"
Come on, girl, can you that groove?
The is strummin',
All my are comin'
just chillin', grillin', willin' to get funky
Yeah, we're just some porch junkies
(Oh, we're front porch junkies)