Lyrics

[Chorus] Pack up the party let's take it to the lake house Two wave runners and a Ski Nautique We can pick up a keg and make some Margaritas Get barefoot, sunburnt, and barely any sleep Pack up the party let's take it to the lake house Two wave runners and a Ski Nautique We can pick up a keg and make some Margaritas Get barefoot, sunburnt, and barely any sleep [Verse 1] Now everyday is Labor Day or Fourth of July When it's the cool side of hot and not a cloud in the sky Ain't got a care in this world, ain't got no plans I'm just around the house hangin' out with all my friends And then it crossed my mind: up 1-29 And across three bridges is a hell of a time Lake Sinclair, Putnam county ain't far TJ call the women, Dylan grab a couple jars Tell Brad get the brewskis, Luke bring the liquor And I'll tune up the Martin so I can pick a little Cody B. bring that cooler that's long and wide And 'bout four feet deep and fill it with ice [Chorus] Pack up the party let's take it to the lake house Two wave runners and a Ski Nautique We can pick up a keg and make some Margaritas Get barefoot, sunburnt, and barely any sleep Pack up the party let's take it to the lake house Two wave runners and a Ski Nautique We can pick up a keg and make some Margaritas Get barefoot, sunburnt, and barely any sleep [Verse 2] We got folks on boats, jetskis and floats And we jumpin' out of trees and we swingin' off ropes Got a cooler full of Bud, Jack, Jimmy, and cokes Pontoon packed with buddies and they all got jokes I got my nephew fishin' red crawlers on the hook Threw a hog in the ground, let that big fellow cook Cannonball contest and some cutoff jeans I pull my jack-knife out but I don't wanna 'cause a scene Like them camouflage bikinis, hello kitty All Jones County girls and they sure are pretty Belly buttons in the shade if you know what I mean Cornbread fed shakin' like somethin' you never seen Every country boy's dream you can keep on dreamin' 'Cause that one right there yeah she belongs to Demun The highway on the Exit we gettin' turnt up Honey pour me another drink in my solo cup, come on [Chorus] Pack up the party let's take it to the lake house Two wave runners and a Ski Nautique We can pick up a keg and make some Margaritas Get barefoot, sunburnt, and barely any sleep Pack up the party let's take it to the lake house Two wave runners and a Ski Nautique We can pick up a keg and make some Margaritas Get barefoot, sunburnt, and barely any sleep [Verse 3] When the night starts fallin' and the tops still poppin' And the fun just begun let the sun keep a'droppin' And put your Off on and put your Off on Now playin' my guitar and feelin' a little silly Tryin' to break a G-string and sing a little Willie The sun went down and the moon's all the way up The moonshine's shinnin' looks like we gonna stay up So crank that boombox and pour some more shots It's the white trash Hamptons the dance floor's the dock We just gettin' started and the party don't stop The sheriff is my neighbor we ain't worried 'bout the cops so [Chorus] Pack up the party let's take it to the lake house Two wave runners and a Ski Nautique We can pick up a keg and make some Margaritas Get barefoot, sunburnt, and barely any sleep Pack up the party let's take it to the lake house Two wave runners and a Ski Nautique We can pick up a keg and make some Margaritas Get barefoot, sunburnt, and barely any sleep