Round Here - Florida Georgia Line

Hammerin' a nail, stacking them bales

I’m dog tired by the 5'oclock hour but I’m ready to raise some hell.

and Jesse’s getting ready, I’m gassin' up the chevy

I’m gonna pick her up at 6

I hope she’s gonna wear them jeans with the tear

That her momma never fixed

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The moon comes up and the sun goes down

We find a little spot on the edge of town

Twist off, sip a little pass it around

Dancing in the dust, turn the radio up And that fireball whiskey whispers temptation in my ear

It’s the feeling all right Saturday night

And that’s how we do it round here.

Yeah that’s how we do it round here…

Mud on the grips, wild cherry on her lips

I’ve been working and trying and

Flirting and dying for an all night kind of kiss

Country on the boom box, candles on the tool box

Doing everything right got the country boy

Charmed turned all the way on tonight

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Yeah that’s how we do it round here

(Chorus)

Yeah that’s how we do it round here, come on'

Yeah that’s how we do it round here, yeah that’s how we do it round here