Pick Her Up

So you finally got the nerve to ask that little girl You've been diggin' on if she wants to go out She said yes, now you wantin' to impress But you ain't got no Casanova know-how You ain't gotta read a book to get her on the hook She's a country baby through and through If you wanna do right on a Saturday night This is all you've gotta do Pick her up in a pickup truck Take her out to a honky tonk Turn an ice cold longneck up Dance around to an old jukebox If you really wanna rock the world Of a pretty little country girl Just remember when you pick her up Pick her up in a pickup truck (Ain't that right, Travis?) Yeah, buddy, she ain't got no use for a BMW Or wine from a hundred dollar bottle She'd rather bounce around in the outskirts of town Shotgunnin' in a muddy Silverado If you're gonna have a chance to closin' time romance Put the switch on the neon hard Don't forget the first step 'fore you get to two steps Knowin' right where to start Pick her up in a pickup truck And take her out to a honky tonk Turn an ice cold longneck up Dance around to an old jukebox If you really wanna rock the world Of a pretty little country girl Just remember when you pick her up Pick her up in a pickup truck Go get her son! Woo! Yeah! She wants to party and paint the town Kick up her boots to a country sound Come on, buddy, don't let us down Pick her up in a pickup truck And take her out to a honky tonk Turn an ice cold longneck up Dance around to an old jukebox If you really wanna rock the world Of a pretty little country girl Just remember when you pick her up Pick her up in a pickup truck You might even make her fall in love Pick her up in a pickup truck Ooh! Yeah (Take her out to a country club, isn't that right?) ♪ One, two, three