I like to drink
She likes to smoke
They like to preach about things they don't know
He likes honky-tonk
She loves rock 'n' roll (rock 'n' roll)

I like Chevy
She like Ford
I'm automatic
Sheu0027s a four on the floor
So whose to say whatu0027s wrong and whatu0027s right
So just do whatcha gotta do
Whatcha gotta do to get by

Everybody does
A little something too much
Puttin' one too many down
Or lightin' one more up

Everybody loves
To point fingers and judge
But who are we to play God
And say
""That's too much""

Hey!
I like to drink
She likes to smoke
They like to preach about things they don't know
He likes honky-tonk
She loves rock 'n' roll (rock 'n' roll)

Everybody loves
To have a little bit of fun
Well you can call it a sin
Or you can come on in
We're about to get this party on

So raise your glass to the working class
Don't worry about right or wrong
Man, kick up the band
Clap your hands
Come on, sing along

Hey
I like to drink
She likes to smoke
They like to preach about things they don't know
He likes honky-tonk
She loves rock 'n' roll (rock 'n' roll)

I like to drink
She likes to smoke
They like to preach about things they don't know
He likes honky-tonk
She loves rock 'n' roll (rock 'n' roll)

I said do whatcha gotta do
Whatcha gotta do
Whatcha gotta do to get by

I said do whatcha gotta do
Whatcha gotta do
Whatcha gotta do to get by

Everybody loves
A little something too much