Low down
Downtown

The plaza's alive tonight


The music's raunchy
the music's heaven
fiddles
guitars
mandolins
spinning

fingers on strings
a
flashing

My eyes are lit

You can't miss it

The bars are hopping
Neon popping
Sweat dripping
The smell of **** is drifting
The night's a jumpin'

Dancing
dancing like there's no tomorrow
Maybe tomorrow's never going to come
that's
okay with me