Luyện nghe bài hát Front Porch Junkies

We kickin' it inside
We kickin' it outside
just sippin' moonshine watchin' chicken fry
And makin' that swing side to side
Singin' "Hoop, hoop, do"
Come on, girl, can you feel that
The is strummin'
All my friends are
We're just chillin', grillin', willin' to get
Yeah, we're just front porch junkies
(Oh, we're front porch junkies)

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

sittin' here workin' on a flip-flop tan
Got a cold light and a coozie in my hand
Dang, I don't be no white sand beach
I got the sweetest little Georgia peach in a two
button ring is shinin' like a diamond
Says I be up onstage at the Ryman
I don't need no crowd, no light, production
The beer's ice and the subwoofer's bumpin'
Sittin' on a cloud, feelin' pretty
Dang, it feels good to be a porch junkie
(Oh, we're just front junkies)

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