. . ."antithesis of the 'Boot Scootin Boogie'. Right up my alley." 
I was sittin' on the fender of someone else's truck 
Drinking Old 
Crow whisky, hot 7-up 
Out in the parking lot 
You can hear the band a playin right through the wall 
Ain't no cover charge, there ain't no last call 
Out in the parking lot 
Now there's a couple of cowpokes puttin' up there dukes 
Wasn't much to it after both of 慹m puked 
Out in the parking lot 
Now someone called the police and the police finally came 
And they wrote 慹m a couple of tickets and they took a couple of names 
Out in the parking lot 
Chorus I love to see the neon dancin' on the gravel 
I love to hear the pickup trucks come unraveled 
Some have given up, some have given in 
Looks like everybody's looking for a friend 
Out in the parking lot 
Oops there's a couple who could not wait to get home 
They're probably in love so let's leave them alone 
Out in the parking lot 
The band is on the bus, they're all loaded up to leave 
But the drummer's got a girlfriend and she's tuggin at his sleeve 
Out in the parking lot 
Chorus 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