[Chorus:]
Well we're comin to your city
Gonna play our guitars and sing you a country song

We'll all be flyin higher than a jet air liner
And if you want a little bang in your ying yang come along


Well we flew through Cincinnati
And we all got really happy
Grabbed a bowl of that Skyline Chili along the way

Then we rolled on into Canton
Scared the hell out of Marilyn Manson
And the party started happenin

Hey hey hey

Then in the middle of a Charleston night

We ran into Jesco White
And a little moonshine got us right plum smacked insane


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Well we broke down in Greenville

In the middle of a hayfield
But a Bud Light truck pulled up and helped us out


So we then headed up to Philly
Partied down like real hillbillies
Brought the Music Mafia

And rocked it out

And Chippewa's where we go

When we're up in Buffalo
Don't you know those yankees drink enough to DROWN


[Chorus]

Listen up

Now LA's got the freaks
At Pink's and 15 dollar drinks
And San Antonio was a wild wild rodeo


And then Phoenix, Arizona
We drank way too much Corona

And we woke up by the river
In Jeff City, MO


[Chorus]

Yeah, yeah

We're comin to your city
We're gonna play our guitars and sing you a country song
We'll all be flyin higher than a jet air liner

And if you want a little bang in your ying yang
If you wanna little zing in your zang zang
If you wanna little ting in your tang tang

Come along, come along, come along, come along

Yeah, we're comin to your city