Turn It On

I got my Johnny Cash black boots and matchin' Hat. Well, tonight I'm turnin' it on. Half my paycheck spent on booze and cigarettes. Yeah, tonight I'm turnin' it on. From Elvis Presley's to the dirt road mall and That little red booth and that neon sign. A little country band gonna rock it all night. Whoa. So turn it on, turn it up. With a switch, boot string, baby, rip off the Knob. A little hillbilly redneck stomp my feet. Hey. Some backbeat, sick of workin' all week. Give me somethin' me and my baby can dance To. Sing a little love tune, too. A Friday night honky tonk party my ass off Song. Sing along. Turn it on. Turn it on. Got a white Dress, hair in a mess. Tonight she's turnin' it on. That mean old Bob done laid her off. Well, tonight she's turnin' it on. She's gonna shake that thing all around the room. A country fried version of the moonlight blues. And make all the boys in the band stop. Whoa. Turn it on, turn it up. With a switch, boot, string, baby, rip off the Knob. A little hillbilly redneck stomp my feet. Some backbeat, sick of workin' all week. Give me somethin' me and my baby can dance To. Sing Sing a little a little love love Tune tune, too. To. A Friday A Friday-night honky tonk party My ass off song. Sing along and turn it on. Yeah, turn it on. Yeah! Whoa. Turn it on, turn it up. Flip the switch, pull the string. Baby, rip off the knob. A little hillbilly redneck song might be. Something 'bout being sick of working all week. Give me something me and my baby can dance To. Sing a little love tune to. A Friday night honky tonk party my ass off Song. Sing along and turn it on. Yeah, turn it on.