INTRO: Lookin' at her phone desk, tappin' her feet The kinda girl your mama likes to meet A Sunday school dress buttoned up tight N/C When the weekend comes she's like a red taillight She likes to get out of town Yeah she likes to get out of town She's got a little ragtop she just bought Just forty-five minutes from a two day's off She's a-watchin' the clock just a-countin' it down N/C That girl likes to get out of town, uh-huh She's got a little glove box with everything she needs Got some red lipstick and some Mardi Gras beads Got some party girlfriends like to keep it unwound N/C That girl likes to get out of town She likes to get out of town Yeah she likes to get out of town They've got a motel room with a single bed Just a-singin' down the road goin' outta their heads Gonna turn it on up, time to party on down N/C That girl likes to get out of town, uh-huh SOLO: BRIDGE: Yeah yeah, my my Big fun's close as the city limit sign Yeah yeah, do tell Daddy's little angel gonne raise a little hell, well well well well She's got a second cousin that keeps her on the phone Got an ex-boyfriend that won't leave her alone Oh but it won't hurt 'em what they don't know N/C What goes on the road stays on the road She likes to get out of town Yeah she likes to get out of town She was born to shake it and it's not her fault But the competition just loves to talk She's so tired of them puttin' her down N/C That girl likes to get out of town She likes to get out of town Yeah she's likes to get out of town It's time to crank it on up, time to party on down N/C That girl likes to, that girl likes to Get out of town Yeah she likes to get out of town Gonna crank it on, crank it (oooh yeah)