Intro: G5 D5 C5 D5 X2 G5 F5 C5 G5 D5 C5 I remember being young. D5 Hell I think i still am. G5 I was sittin steady chillin on the tailgate D5 C5 D5 Sippin on a day old pint of that Tennessee bam-she-bam. G5 D5 C5 That's the last thing I recall. D5 Hell I heard I had a ball. G5 D5 C5 I was sittin sorta crooked stable staring at the stars, D5 Overwelmed at how many cars are parked at bars. G5 D5 C5 Will this liquor make me sicker than we already are? D5 G5 Is this my calling? D5 C5 Am I falling? D5 G5 D5 C5 D5 Is this what I need? Pre-Chorus: G5 D5 C5 D5 Chorus: G* D* C* It goes boom lights come flashing through the window pane. G* D* C* Let my arms throw my spirit in the pouring rain. G* D* C* Said thats alright. C* I must be runnin out of time. G* D* What am I doing on this Louisiana Saturday Night? Solo: G* D* C* X2 Verse: Can i get a cigarette? Fuma-Fuma pass it over I ain't got a lighter What I do is use the stova-stova. Take another shower. Wipe it over rover chofer comin in a half an hour Through the back seat ain't called shotgun. Driver sittin crooked in the driver seat. Good God! Am I gonna die? Just another picture missing from the newspaper. See you later. Turn the funky radio up. Chorus Verse: I'm bored talkin bout the night Cuz we all know Louisiana sets it up right With the band playin front stage Never made the front page Livin off a dollar In the hopes I get a good wage. Shout out!Everybody clap. For the fine little girl in the second row back. With the blonde hair, mini-skirt Nice legs, tight shirt, Sippin off a beer like a true baton rouge should act. Chorus