We ain't kickin' it inside

We ain't kickin' it outside

We're just sippin' moonshine watchin' chicken fry

And makin' that swing swing side to side

Singin' Hoop, hoop, hoopty do

Come on, girl, can you feel that groove?

The mandolin is strummin',

All my friends are comin'

We're just chillin', grillin', willin' to get funky,

Yeah, we're just some front porch junkies

We ain't kickin' it uptown

We ain't kickin' it downtown

We're just lightin' it up on the low-down

Blowin' smoke on a Blue Tick Coonhound

Singin' Boom, boom, boom-di-boom!

Come on, y'all, can you feel that groove?

Swamp air comin' through the screen door,

Bare feet stompin' on the wood floor

We're just diggin' it, finger lickin' pickin' out in the country

Yeah, we're just some front porch junkies

Just sittin' here workin' on a flip-flop tan

Got a cold Bush light and a coozie in my hand

Dang, I don't be needin' no white sand beach

I got the sweetest little Georgia peach in a two piece

Belly button ring is shinin' like a diamond

Says I oughta be up onstage at the Ryman

I don't need no crowd, no light, smoke production

The beer's ice cold and the subwoofer's bumpin'

Sittin' on a cloud, feelin' pretty lucky

Dang, it feels good to be a front porch junkie

We ain't kickin' it inside

We ain't kickin' it outside

We're just sippin' moonshine watchin' chicken fry

And makin' that swing swing side to side

Singin' Hoop, hoop, hoopty do

Come on, girl, can you feel that groove?

The mandolin is strummin',

All my friends are comin'

We're just chillin', grillin', willin' to get funky,

Yeah, we're just some front porch junkies