Luyện nghe bài hát Front Porch Junkies

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

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

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

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