Afterparty - Sandra Lynn

Right now I hear the crowd roar

Touchdown for the hometown team

I can see the lights lit up

I can see the score on the screen

They’re gonna pile into their trucks

All kinds of wild and free

They’re gonna drink this county dry

Least 'til a quarter to 3, yeah

Cuz when the sun goes down, on this little baby blue door wrap around porch

house

Nothing in this town, holds a candle to a flame we got right now

I’ll be your disco, your tailgate, your champagne on ice

Your best drink, your dirt road for the rest of your life

Let’s pull an all-nighter, yeah just you and me

At the end of the day, I will be your afterparty, your afterparty