Six o'clock on Friday evening   Momma doesn' t know she's leaving   'Til she hears the screen door slamming   Rubber squealin', gears a-jamming   Local country station just a blaring on the radio   Pick him up at seven and they're headin' to the rodeo   Momma's on the front porch screamin' out her warning   Girl you better get your red head   Back in bed before the morning      Nine o'clock the show is ending   But the fun is just beginning   She knows he's anticipating   But she's gonna keep him waiting   Grab a bite to eat   And then they're heading to the honkey tonk   But loud crowds and line dancing   Just ain't what they really want   Drive out to the boondocks and park down by the creek   And where it's George Strait 'til real late   And dancing cheek to cheek      Ain't going down 'til the sun comes up   Ain't givin' in 'til they get enough   Going 'round the world in a pickup truck   Ain't goin' down 'til the sun comes up      Ten 'til twelve is wine and dancing   Midnight starts the hard romancing   One o'clock that truck is rocking   Two is coming, still no stopping   Break to check the clock at three   They're right on where they want to be   Four o'clock get up and going   Five o'clock that rooster's crowing      Ain't going down 'til the sun comes up   Ain't givin' in 'til they get enough   Going 'round the world in a pickup truck   Ain't goin' down 'til the sun comes up      Six o'clock on Saturday   Her folks don't know he's on his way   The stalls are clean, the horses fed   They say she's grounded 'til she's dead   Well here he comes around the bend   Slowing down, she's jumping in   Hey mom, you're daughter's gone   And there they go again      Ain't goin' down 'til the sun comes up   Ain't givin' in 'til they get enough   Goin' 'round the world in a pickup truck   Ain't goin' down 'til the sun comes up