Letra de Any Given Friday Night - Luke Combs

Boys shine their trucks at the super wash station

Spin them Tire Wet wheels on the pavement

Done with that paycheck makin'

Twelve-inch kickers get to shakin'

Them girls get to paintin' on denim and makeup

Pourin' Tito's in a Route 44 cup

In between city limit signs

On any given Friday night

Boys chase girls goin' thirty miles an hour

Circle up at the Dairy Queen

Later on, the wild gets louder

Like a rural route movie scene

In the nowhere dust, fallin' in love underneath an endless sky

Pick a map dot town, that's how it goes down

On any given Friday night

Ricky's at the red light, rockin' that Randall

Suzie's sittin' shotgun, drinkin' out the handle

Sight for sore small town eyes

On any given Friday night

Boys chase girls goin' thirty miles an hour

Circle up at the Dairy Queen

Later on, the wild gets louder

Like a rural route movie scene

In the nowhere dust, fallin' in love underneath an endless sky

Pick a map dot town, that's how it goes down

On any given Friday night

On Friday night

There's a fire in a field, a Jack and a Jill

Holdin' hands on a high hill side

Some gas in a tank, a Jenny and a Jake

On any given Friday night

Boys chase girls goin' thirty miles an hour

Circle up at the Dairy Queen

Later on, the wild gets louder

Like a rural route movie scene

In the nowhere dust, fallin' in love underneath an endless sky

Pick a map dot town, that's how it goes down

On any given Friday night

Pick a map dot town, that's how it goes down

On any given Friday night

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