A summer night,
at parking lot from Walmart;
Young girls were having the time of their lives,
Yeah they were blasting Olivia Lane.
It was the sound of opened Pepsi cans,
and young country music fans.
Smiles were painted on their beautiful suntanned faces,
the girls couldn’t hide their excitement;
yeah they were blasting Olivia Lane.
When the evening sun came,
the girls danced the night away like it was some joyful game in their lives.
They were still laughing,
And smiling so hard,
They were hurting their stomachs,
They were hurting their cheeks;