Three More Hours

It's Sunday at Whiskey Row
Last day in town
We ain't touched the eggs, but we sure knocked them bloodies down
Hailey's makin' eyes at the band trying to get up on stage
And Lainey's in the photo booth, but I can see two pair o' legs

Let me tell you a New York minute
It ain't got nothing on a good time in this place
A drink in every hand, and a smile on every face
It could take a whole damn week in the city that don't sleep
To do what we can do with three more hours on Broadway
Nashville, Tennessee

(Yeah, Nashville, Tennessee)
(Three more hours, let's go!)

We're turning more heads in our white T-shirts and jeans
And some bachelor left a love note on a napkin at Aldean's
We got eight drinks on the table
We got no clue whose is whose
Between hot chicken and rooftop singing, "Gonna go and get tattoos"

Let me tell you a New York minute
It ain't got nothing on a good time in this place
A drink in every hand, and a smile on every face
It could take a whole damn week in a city that don't sleep
To do what we can do with three more hours on Broadway
Nashville, Tennessee

(Three more hours)
Give me three more
(Three more hours)
Oh, give me three more
(Three more hours, let's go) give me three more hours, let's go!

We'll do Legend's, Tootsies, ACME Feed and Seed
Casa Rosa, Tequila Cowboy
Tin Roof, yeah, we got all the time we need!

A New York minute it ain't got nothing on a good time in this place
A drink in every hand, and a smile on every face
It could take a whole damn week in a city that don't sleep
To do what we can do with three more hours on Broadway
(Nashville, Tennessee)

A New York minute
It ain't got nothing on a good time in this place (it ain't got nothing)
(No, it ain't got nothing) a drink in every hand, (whoa)
And a smile on every face (smile on every face)
It could take a whole damn week in a city that don't sleep (yeah, yeah)
To do what we can do with three more hours on Broadway (three more hours!)
Nashville, Tennessee