Two Six-packs Of Shiner,
A Ninety-nine Cent Butane Lighter.
Lucky Strikes An' A Fifth Of Patron.
Ice Down That Igloo Cooler;
A Tank Of Gas, That Oughta Do Her:
Feels Like A Good One Comin' On.

Throw In Ray Wylie-Hubbard;
Sing Along To "Redneck Mother":
Any Blues I Had Before Are Gone.
Another Week Of Work Is Over;
No Chance Of Stayin' Sober;
I Can Feel A Good One Comin' On.

Yeah, We're Gonna Roll All Night.
We're Gonna Get To Feelin' Right.
We're Gonna Keep This Party Rockin' Till The Break Of Dawn.
Yeah, I Can Feel A Good One Comin' On.

Three Blondes In A Rag-top Mustang,
Followed Us Out To The Lake,
An' Hell It Didn't Have To Think About That Too Long.
Skinny Dippin' In The Bright Moonlight;
Situation Couldn't Be More Right.
Looks Like A Good One Comin' On.

Yeah, We're Gonna Roll All Night.
We're Gonna Get To Feelin' Right.
We're Gonna Keep This Party Rockin' Till The Break Of Dawn.
I Can Feel A Good One;
It Looks Like A Good One;
I Can Feel A Good One Comin' On.

Yeah, We're Gonna Roll All Night.
We're Gonna Get To Feelin' Right.
We're Gonna Keep This Party Rockin' Till The Break Of Dawn.
Looks Like A Good One;
Yeah, I Can Feel A Good One;
It Looks Like A Good One Comin' On.

Yeah, I Can Feel A Good One;
Don't It Look Like A Good One;
I Can Feel A Good One Comin' On.