There's a two-lane road at the end of a drive
Three miles out from the main street lights
It's Friday night
I bet she's on it
There's an old house band that's about to play
A hardwood dance floor calling her name
Yeah, three songs in
I bet she's on it
I can't say for sure
But I know for sure
There's a boy across town at a place she ain't
Sitting all alone throwing something back
Straight from a bottle
Lying up another small
Thinking about all that he should have said
Everything about her burned in his head
Hating that he ever let a good thing go
And no matter what he tries
To get her off his mind
I bet she's on it
He's got his phone on the bar face down
He can't stand to see
That background when it lights up
I bet she's on it
And for all he knows there's some new guy
Making her laugh with all his eyes
If he's got a tag
I bet she's on it
Yeah, there's a boy across town at a place she ain't
Sitting all alone throwing something back
Straight from a bottle
Lying up another small
Thinking about all that he should have said
Everything about her burned in his head
Hating that he ever let a good thing go
I bet she's on it
And no matter what he tries
To get her off his mind
I bet she's on it
I bet she's on it
No matter where she goes
Or where she's at right now
Bet she ain't thinking about how
There's a boy across town
At a place she ain't
Sitting all alone
Throwing something back straight
From a bottle
Lying up another small
Thinking about all that he should have said
Everything about her burned in his head
Hating that he ever let a good thing go
And no matter what he tries
To get her off his mind
I bet she's on it
I bet she's on it
I bet she's on it