Waited all week for Friday night
And baby here you come peeling up the drive
I know you like the jeans I'm wearing
Cuz' I can tell by the way that you keep staring
There's a place we like to go
Way back in the woods
Everybody's thinks we're up to no good
When we're just sitting on the tailgate
The moon shining on the lake
And listening to that country music playing
Don't wanna think about it now
But my mama will be freaking out
When I don't make it home before 2 AM
We'll say it wouldn't start
Or maybe we got stuck
I know my Daddy he'll be waiting up
Let's blame it on your truck
Give you that smile
Slip off my boots
There's no place I'd rather be than here with you
I know it's late
But I must confess
That you could make this girl a country mess
If the night gets any hotter
We'll end up in the water
When we're just sittin' on the tailgate
The moon shining on the lake
And moving to that country music playing
You got your arm around me now
But my Mama will be freaking out
When I don't make it home before 2 AM
We'll say it wouldn't start
Or maybe we got stuck
I know my Daddy he'll be waiting up
Let's blame it on your truck
What will they say when they ask where we've been?
We've been gone since I don't know when
They won't believe me but I'll say it again
Ran out of gas, got a flat, got the trouble [?]
Just sittin' on the tailgate
The moon shining on the lake
And moving to that country music playing
Don't wanna think about it now
My Mama will be freaking out
When I don't make it home before 2 AM
We'll say it wouldn't start
Or maybe we got stuck
I know my Daddy he'll be waiting up
Let's blame it on your truck
Let's blame it on your truck