Sittin' on a fender of someone else's truck
Drinking Old Crow whiskey and hot 7-Up
Out in the parking lot

You can hear the band playing right through the wall
Ain't no cover charge and no last call
Out in the parking lot

Now there's a couple of cowpokes puttin' up their dukes
Wasn't much to it after both of them puked
Out in the parking lot

Now someone called the police and the police finally came
Wrote them a couple of tickets, took a couple of names
Out in the parking lot

Oops, there's a couple who couldn't wait to get home
They're probably in love, let's leave them alone
Out in the parking lot

Now the band is on the bus, and they're all loaded up to leave
The drummer's got a girlfriend and she's tugging at his sleeve
Out in the parking lot

I love to see the neon dancing on the gravel
I love to hear the pick-up trucks come unravelled
Some have given up, some have given in
Everybody lookin' for a friend

Now everybody's gone, they've shut out all the lights
The dust begins to settle and it's never been so quiet
Out in the parking lot

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Writer(s): Darrell Scott, Guy Clark