We got beer, and a tub,

And some good lookin' girls

Dressed to the nights,

Lookin' for a good time



Jacked up trucks

Stacked in thick

White rocks stuck

In the mud grips



And a big 'ole bouncer at the door

But don't show him your I.D.

And don't you dare step out on the floor



If you ain't here to party

You picked the wrong place

You picked the wrong Friday night

If you ain't here to party

You'll be missin' out on the

Best damn time of your life

So go on and throw your card down

Knock a shot out

And get yourself in the zone

Yeah, you might as well go on

And head your ass back home

If you ain't here to party



There's a little 'ole Louisiana band

Playin' a swampy jam and brown sugar tans

Lookin' so fine shakin' that thang

In the zydeco cage and purple rain



Raise your drink up in the air

And everybody sing along..

Man, you're here all alone



If you ain't here to party

You picked the wrong place

You picked the wrong Friday night

If you ain't here to party

You'll be missin' out on the

Best damn time of your life

So go on and throw your card down

Knock a shot out

And get yourself in the zone

Yeah, you might as well go on

And carry your ass back home

If you ain't here to party



If you ain't here to party

You picked the wrong place

You picked the wrong Friday night

If you ain't here to party

You'll be missin' out on the

Best damn time of your life

So go on and pick someone out

Maybe make out

And get their number in your phone

Man, the only way that you'll be

Goin' home alone is

If you ain't here to party



Yeah, you better be here to party

Yeah, we're all here to party

Yeah, we're all here to party



Throw your keys on the bar

You ain't drivin' your car

You're here with me

That's how it's gonna be



'Cause we're here to party, baby

Yeah, yeah whoa

If you ain't here to party

You picked the wrong Friday night