They got three in the front and four in the back of a civic

Camped out all night on the sidewalk just to get tickets

With their hands on the fence in the back by the buses and the limousines

Just to get a glance at a drummer or singer yeah anything

And they come from miles around

For that moment when the lights go out

And they scream

It's the girls in the front row singin'

It's the boys with the wheels that bring them

Its lighters in the air and you guys up there

You're the heart and soul and the reason we do what we do

Here's to you

There's a silver-tongued blonde trying to sweet talk her way back stage

There's a mom and a dad in the aisle not acting their age

There a wet corvette red lipstick print in a coors light cup

And judging by the way she's dancing I'd say she's had enough

The guitars come alive

And you make us want to stay all night

And they scream

It's the girls in the front row singin'

It's the boys with the wheels that bring them

Its lighters in the air and you guys up there

You're the heart and soul and the reason we do what we do

Here's to you, here's to you