Buck Wrangler - Swingin' at the Shindig Lyrics

My gal told me we're invited to a shindig,
Said it's at the Johnsons' place, out by the fig,
I grabbed my hat, and my boots, and my charm,
Thought we'd dance all night, without no harm.

But when we got there, something seemed off,
They said, "Put your car keys in that big cowboy hat, boss,"
I didn't know a soul, but I went along,
Wonderin' why the vibe here felt so wrong.

Well, my gal disappeared, probably yappin' away,
I grabbed a beer, figured I'd just stay,
Found a room with a TV, turned on the ball game,
Sat there thinkin', "Man, this party's kinda lame."

But when we got there, something seemed off,
They said, "Put your car keys in that big cowboy hat, boss,"
I didn't know a soul, but I went along,
Wonderin' why the vibe here felt so wrong.

Couple hours passed, I was cheerin' at the screen,
When my gal walked in, lookin' like she'd been mean,
Her face was red, I thought, "She's mad for sure,"
But she just said, "Honey, I'm tired to the core."

I asked if she met someone nice at the do,
She just smiled and said, "Oh, just a few,"
We grabbed our hats and headed to the car,
Left that shindig, didn't get too far.

But when we got there, something seemed off,
They said, "Put your car keys in that big cowboy hat, boss,"
I didn't know a soul, but I went along,
Wonderin' why the vibe here felt so wrong.

Now every time there's a party invite,
I double-check if it's just for the night,
'Cause my gal's exhausted from a hard day's grind,
And you never know what surprises you might find,
So keep your eyes open and your keys in sight,
Or you might end up at the wrong kinda night!