Where It's At

It ain’t in a high rise looking for a good time shutting down the city lights
It ain’t in the water floating like a bobber soaking up that hot sunshine
As good as it gets, no that ain’t where it is

It’s at 2 am when she’s reaching’ over
Faded T-shirt hanging off her shoulder
Dressed up, hair down, in a ball cap
Yep Yep, as long as I get that
Sweet little something late night kiss
On a plane or a train or way back in the sticks
I swear, if she’s there, that’s where
Yep yep, that’s where it’s at

It ain’t in a suped-up shiny red new truck, if she ain’t to my right
It ain’t in a dive bar, tall can of PBR, poppin’ tops rockin all night
As good as it gets, no that ain’t where it is

No, it don’t matter wherever we’re at (no)
No, it don’t get no better than that

It ain’t in a suped-up shiny red new truck, if she ain’t to my right

It’s at 2 am when she’s reaching’ over
Faded T-shirt hanging off her shoulder
Dressed up, hair down, in a ball cap
Yep Yep, as long as I get that
Sweet little something late night kiss
On a plane or a train or way back in the sticks
I swear, if she’s there, that’s where
Yep yep, that’s where it’s at

Yeah, that’s where it’s at
Yep, yep, (that’s where it’s at)
2 AM when she’s reaching’ over
Faded t-shirt hanging off her shoulder (that’s where it’s at)