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I was sittin' on the fender
Of someone else's truck
Drinking Old Crow whiskey, hot 7-up
Out in the parkin' lot

You can hear the band playin'
Right through the wall
Ain't no cover charge
There ain't no last call
Out in the parkin' lot

Now there's a couple of cowpokes
Puttin' up to dukes
There wasn't much to it
After both of 'em puked
Out in the parkin' lot

Now someone called the police
And the police finally came
And they wrote 'em a couple of tickets
And they took a couple of names
Out in the parkin' lot

Well, I love to see the neon dancin' on the gravel
I love to hear the pickup trucks come unraveled
And some have given up, some have given in
Looks like everybody's looking for a friend
Out in the parkin' lot

Oops, there's a couple
Could not wait to get home
They're probably in love
So let us leave them alone
Out in the parkin' lot

Now the band is on the bus
They're all loaded up to leave
But the drummer's got a girlfriend
And she's tuggin' at his sleeve
Out in the parkin' lot

I love to see the neon dancin' on the gravel
I love to hear the pickup trucks come unraveled
And some have given up, some have given in
Looks like everybody's looking for a friend
Out in the parkin' lot

Now everybody's gone
They've shut out all the lights
The dust begins to settle
And it's never been so quiet
Out in the parkin' lot