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 side to side
"Hoop, hoop, hoopty do"
Come on, girl, can you feel that
The is strummin'
All my friends are
We're chillin', grillin', willin' to get funky
Yeah, we're just front porch junkies
(Oh, we're just front junkies)

We kickin' it uptown (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 feel that
Swamp air through the screen door
Bare stompin' on the wood floor
We're just diggin' it, finger lickin' out in the country
Yeah, we're some front porch junkies
(Oh, we're front porch junkies)

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

We kickin' it inside (No!)
We kickin' it outside (Hell no!)
We're just sippin' moonshine chicken fry
And makin' that swing swing to side
"Hoop, hoop, hoopty do"
Come on, girl, can you that groove?
The is strummin',
All my are comin'
We're just chillin', grillin', willin' to get
Yeah, just some front porch junkies
(Oh, just front porch junkies)