Run, run, run - Your papa's got a gun
And daddy says he don't like boys like me
With stringy long hair and hungry eyes
The kind of moves that would tantilize
I drive a shiny red car with silver star
Six pack in the back
I'm lookin' for my honey
Gonna' spend all my money
Down in Celina - Celina Tennessee
Oh, yeah
Now, I work all day in the sawmill
And I do a little runnin' at night
I'm tryin' to make a livin'
Oooh, what a life, what a life
I got a job in Bardstown City
And a girl back home so dog-gone pretty
I got to get back to my shack in the hills
And the thrill - Of Celina - Celina Tennessee
Oh, yeah
Well, were' goin' down to Celina Tennessee
Where the Sukali Soda is cheap
And the dancin's free
Yeah, we're goin' down to Celina Tennessee
Well there's always a party - down in Celina Tennessee
C'mon Greg
We're goin' down to Celina Tennessee
I got some room in the back
Do you want to come along with me
Yeah, we're goin' down to Celina Tennessee
They say life is a party - down in Celina Tennessee
Whoa, there's always a party down in Celina Tennessee
