It was Ladies Night, feelin' right.  Boots on and jeans are tight.
Felt I was cookin', and I was lookin' for a guy to go drinkin'
Without too much thinkin' If you know what I mean.
Well he was sharp dressed, well-pressed, his face was Heaven-blessed.
The way he dances, I'll take my chances.
This guy's the reason I'm declaring open season on my heart!

Let's do a double shot: ready-or-not, here I come.
You're takin' it slow, but I want to run.
We both feel it, but where to begin?
What kind of love am I fallin' in?   

We did a line dance on the floor, heel-to-toe, back and forth.
He had the rhythm, and I would give him anything that he wanted
But he liked to take his own sweet time.
Back at the bar we got a little bit closer.
We started playin' and I didn't say, "No sir."
We both could tell that we were layin' it on the line.

Let's do a body shot: ready-or-not, here I come.
One night with you would be so much fun.
We placed our bets -- I'm all-in!
What kind of love am I fallin' in?  

Let's do another shot: ready-or-not, here I come.
Stay up all night so we can wait for the sun.
Could this be right when it feels like a sin?
What kind of love am I fallin' in?

What kind of love am I fallin' in?