Lyrics

MAN, THAT’S COOL
A big number 3 on the back of his truck
New tattoo and his sleeves rolled up
It’s a 4 wheel drive
Cause he likes to ride in the mud at the river in the rain
And he don’t mind sayin what’s on his mind
Drinks cold beer not chilled wine
He’s heard a little bout em’
But he’s only seen a picture of a social butterfly
Plays by his rules
Strictly old school
Man that’s cool

He likes to drink and dance all night
Mess with him you got yourself a fight
If you’re right or wrong don’t matter a lot
When you’re lying face down in the parking lot
He knows the words to every Skynyrd song
When the band fires up he sings along
He’s a simple man, you got that right
Living every day like Saturday night (special)

Plays by his rules
Strictly old school
Man that’s cool
Man that’s cool
Genuine, bonafide cool
Man that’s cool
Certified tried and true
That’s cool...

He said “what’s up dog
did you see that hog
With the babe on the back
man what a rack
She’s a heart attack
Staring down from my big
Jacked up truck
When she looked up n’ blew me a kiss
And she didn’t miss
And It’s days like this”

Man that’s cool
Genuine, bonafide cool
Man that’s cool
Certified tried and true

Man that’s cool
Genuine, bonafide cool
Man that’s cool
Certified tried and true
Oh that’s cool...