More songs by The Kolors
Description
Drums: Alessandro Fiordispino
Electric Guitar: Antonio Stash Fiordispino
Synthesizer, Vocals: Antonio Stash Fiordispino
Bass: Dario Iaculli
Mastering Engineer: Gigi Barocco
Mixing Engineer: Gigi Barocco
Producer: Stash
Producer: The Kolors
Programmer: The Kolors
Composer, Lyricist: Edoardo D'Erme
Composer, Lyricist: Davide Petrella
Composer, Lyricist: Antonio Stash Fiordispino
Lyrics and translation
Original
Smoke in the air, longnecks on ice
Some girls out on the dance floor 'bout to make a grown man cry
20 dollar bill, jukebox on the wall
I hope this bar likes loose guitars, 'cause I'm about to play 'em all, yeah
Hey, hey, na, na
I love to dance with honky-tonk women
Hey, hey, na, na
I love the taste of the suds I'm sipping
Start me up on a green bottle buzz
Talk about killing two birds at once
Drinking beer, singing songs
Rolling rock, rolling stones
Every record I play, every top I twist
It ain't 1969, but it sure feels like it is
Long as they're burnin' this nеon sing
I'll be holdin' this beer high
Hey, hey, na, na
I lovе to dance with honky-tonk women
Hey, hey, na, na
I love the taste of the suds I'm sipping
Start me up on a green bottle buzz
Talk about killing two birds at once
Drinking beer, singing songs
Rolling rock, rolling stones
Wish this bar didn't close at one
But you can't always get what you want
Hey, hey, na, na
I love to dance with honky-tonk women
Hey, hey, na, na
I love the taste of the suds I'm sipping
Start me up on a green bottle buzz
Talk about killing two birds at once
Drinking beer, singing songs
Rolling rock, rolling stones
Aw, yeah
Drink beer, singing songs
(Hey, hey, na, na)
Rolling rock, rolling stones
(Hey, hey, na, na)