There's a two lane road at the end of her drive
Three miles out from the main street lights
It's Friday night
I bet she's on it (I bet she's on it)
There's an old house band that's about to play
Hardwood dance floor calling her name
Yeah three songs in
I bet she's on it
I can't say for sure
But I know for sure
There's a boy across town at a place she ain't
Sitting all alone throwing something back straight from a bottle
Lighting up another smoke
Thinking 'bout all that he should have said
Everything about her burned in his head
Hating that he ever let a good thing go
And no matter what he tries
To get her off his mind
I bet she's on it
He's got his phone on the bar face down
He can't stand to see that background
When it lights up
I bet she's on it
And for all he knows there's some new guy
Making her laugh with all his lines
If he's got a tab
I bet she's on it
Yeah there's a boy across town at a place she ain't
Sitting all alone throwing something back straight from a bottle
Lighting up another smoke
Thinking 'bout all that he should have said
Everything about her burned in his head
Hating that he ever let a good thing go
And no matter what he tries
To get her off his mind
I bet she's on it
(I bet she's on it)
No matter where she goes or where she's at right now
There she ain't thinking 'bout how
There's a boy across town at a place she ain't
Sitting all alone throwing something back straight from a bottle
Lighting up another smoke
Thinking 'bout all that he should have said
Everything about her burned in his head
Hating that he ever let a good thing go
And no matter what he tries
To get her off his mind
I bet she's on it
(I bet she's on it)
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