Down in Alabama they wear them little cutoffs,
In Georgia it's camo' bikini tops,
South Carolina layin' on the Myrtle Beach,
Panama City drinkin' shots for free
That time I went out to California,
Had to dodge them on the P C H,
And over there in Little Rock sunnin' on the bass boat,
Sippin' on a cold one out on the lake
Them sunshine babies
All across the land workin' on a tan
Drivin' country boys crazy
All oiled down with a beer in their hand
Easy to spot, way too hot
I'm diggin' on what they got
Them sunshine babies
Hat turned backwards, flyin' down a back road
CJ seven, headed for a swimmin' hole
Me and the boys, hangin' out of the doors
Ain't got no fishin' pole, got no lures
'Cause what we're afters layin' up on the bank
They're jumpin' off that old rope swing
Barefoot in the mud, cooler on the tailgate
I can see them now, shakin' that thing
It's sunshines babies
All across the land workin' on a tan
Drivin' country boys crazy
All oiled down with a beer in their hand
Easy to spot, way too hot
I'm diggin' on what they got
It's sunshines babies
All across the land workin' on a tan
Drivin' country boys crazy
All oiled down with a beer in their hand
Easy to spot, way too hot
I'm diggin' on what they got
Them sunshine babies
Yeah, I'm diggin' on what they got
Drivin' country boys crazy
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written by Stover, Jeremy Samuel / Akins, Rhett / Moore, Justin
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