Текст песни Party in the Back - Drew Parker

My front porch
Has got new paint and a custom swing
And the way I keep that front lawn
It could pass for a puttin' green
My driveway's paved, flowerbeds made
And this year, voted best
But that only tells one-half acre of the story
What you see ain't what you get

Behind that private picket fence
I got cornhole and Jim Beam
I got coolers full of ice-cold beer
And lightbulbs on a string
Like Billy Ray in his "Achy Breaky Heart" days, it's a fact
I'm all business in the front
And party in the back

From that mailbox
Ah, you wouldn't have a clue
That we're raisin' hell from Friday
'Til Sunday afternoon
It's safe to say the HOA would have a heart attack
If they stopped by on a Saturday
And ever walked around the back

Behind that private picket fence
I got beer pong and a big screen
I got a fire pit and a hot tub
Rocking chairs painted John Deere green
Like Billy Ray in his "Achy Breaky Heart" days, it's a fact
I'm all business in the front
And party in the back (yes, I am)

All about flippin' flip cups
All about spittin' in cups
All about raisin' hell
All about praisin' Dale
All about football games
All about crankin' Hank
All about whiskey drinks
And livin' that redneck American dream

Behind that private picket fence
I got cornhole and Jim Beam
I got coolers full of ice-cold beer
And lightbulbs on a string
Like Billy Ray in his "Achy Breaky Heart" days, it's a fact
I'm all business in the front
And party in the back

Like Billy Ray in his "Achy Breaky Heart" days, it's a fact
I'm all business in the front
Big old party in the back