Girl, it's high time, I tell ya
No more messin' around
Time to lay these cards on the table
And just throw it on out
I'm talkin' you and me with the same street name
Same last name, same everything
It's a real thing, a how I feel thing
So I'mma go on and take a swing
You find the spot and I'll find the money
You be the pretty and I'll be the funny
You plant the flowers, I'll plant the kisses
Baby, let's get right down to business
I'll hang the pictures, you hang the stars
You pick the paint, I'll pick a guitar
Sing you a song out there with the crickets and the frogs
You name the babies and I'll name the dogs, yeah
You can park your car in the driveway
I'll park my truck in the grass
I'll put a little swing on the front porch
If you put a little tea in my glass
Watch the sun set from a gravel road
Kiss me in the kitchen on your tippy toes
Still lovin' on you when the rooster crows
Watching way more than the garden grow
You find the spot and I'll find the money
You be the pretty and I'll be the funny
You plant the flowers, I'll plant the kisses
Baby, let's get right down to business
I'll hang the pictures, you hang the stars
You pick the paint, I'll pick a guitar
Sing you a song out there with the crickets and the frogs
You name the babies and I'll name the dogs
Yeah, laying next to you every night
Sounds like a damn good life
You find the spot and I'll find the money
You be the pretty and I'll be the funny
You plant the flowers, I'll plant the kisses
Baby, let's get right down to business
I'll hang the pictures, you hang the stars
You pick the paint, I'll pick a guitar
Sing you a song out there with the crickets and the frogs
You name the babies and I'll name the dogs
Yeah, I'll name the dogs
You name the babies and I'll name the dogs
Yeah, I'll name the dogs
Blake Shelton - Texoma Shore Album Lyrics
Blake Shelton - Texoma Shore Lyrics
Writer: Benjamin S. Hayslip, Joshua Dennis Anthony Bagles, Matthew Peters Dragstrem
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
At the House
Don't need no tab, don't need no VISA
No bouncer looking like a wannabe Vin Diesel
Don't need your friends all getting jealous
Watching you walk in looking so good that you could sell it
Uh-uh, not again
Girl, let's get this party started where the party always ends
Got a yellow backdoor porch party light
Got a speaker in the window playing Barry White
You and me out here swaying, star-gazing
Gonna bring it back in, break the candles out
Get the mood turned on and the lights out
Lose a little something black and lacy in the couch
At the house
At the house
Yeah, that's what it's all about
Don't need no plans (nope), no reservations (uh-uh)
Nobody calling me up, saying, "where you at, man? We waiting"
We can keep it on chill (oh, yeah), or get a little obnoxious (uh-huh)
Go ahead and get your freak on, ain't nobody gonna stop us
Uh-uh, girl, just the essentials
You and me, a little Smithworks
Rockin' out this residential
Got a yellow backdoor porch party light
Got a speaker in the window playing Barry White
You and me out here swaying, star-gazing
Gonna bring it back in, break the candles out
Get the mood turned on and the lights out
Lose a little something black and lacy in the couch
At the house
Uh-uh, not again
Girl, let's get this party started where the party always ends
Got a yellow backdoor porch party light
Got a speaker in the window playing Barry White
You and me out here swaying, star-gazing
Gonna bring it back in, break the candles out
Get the mood turned on and the lights out
Lose a little something black and lacy in the couch
At the house
Yeah, at the house
That's what it's all about
Mmm, yeah
At the house
No bouncer looking like a wannabe Vin Diesel
Don't need your friends all getting jealous
Watching you walk in looking so good that you could sell it
Uh-uh, not again
Girl, let's get this party started where the party always ends
Got a yellow backdoor porch party light
Got a speaker in the window playing Barry White
You and me out here swaying, star-gazing
Gonna bring it back in, break the candles out
Get the mood turned on and the lights out
Lose a little something black and lacy in the couch
At the house
At the house
Yeah, that's what it's all about
Don't need no plans (nope), no reservations (uh-uh)
Nobody calling me up, saying, "where you at, man? We waiting"
We can keep it on chill (oh, yeah), or get a little obnoxious (uh-huh)
Go ahead and get your freak on, ain't nobody gonna stop us
Uh-uh, girl, just the essentials
You and me, a little Smithworks
Rockin' out this residential
Got a yellow backdoor porch party light
Got a speaker in the window playing Barry White
You and me out here swaying, star-gazing
Gonna bring it back in, break the candles out
Get the mood turned on and the lights out
Lose a little something black and lacy in the couch
At the house
Uh-uh, not again
Girl, let's get this party started where the party always ends
Got a yellow backdoor porch party light
Got a speaker in the window playing Barry White
You and me out here swaying, star-gazing
Gonna bring it back in, break the candles out
Get the mood turned on and the lights out
Lose a little something black and lacy in the couch
At the house
Yeah, at the house
That's what it's all about
Mmm, yeah
At the house
Writer: Jamie Moore, Craig Wiseman
Copyright: Lyrics © Round Hill Music Big Loud Songs
Copyright: Lyrics © Round Hill Music Big Loud Songs
Beside You Babe
Without even trying, when I close my eyes
I see you walking 'round the side of my head
Looking up at the sky
Shining brighter than single a sunrise
It's ever burnin' red
And I wanna hold you, hold you
Rolling in the warm sunshine
And if I never told you, told you
I'm givin' you the rest of my life
'Cause we got the fire tonight
And it makes me wanna dance with my baby
In the dead of the night
Just keep on movin' and groovin' to the daylight
I'll be right beside you, baby
Till the end of time
I'll be braggin' about you, baby
You can bet up and calling up all of my friends
Don't you know that I've been counting down the days
Feeling just crazy enough to call up your old man
And I wanna hold you, hold you
Rolling in the warm sunshine
And if I never told you, told you
I'm givin' you the rest of my life
'Cause we got the fire tonight
And it makes me wanna dance with my baby
In the dead of the night
Just keep on movin' and groovin' to the daylight
I'll be right beside you, baby
Till the end of time
I wanna hold you, hold you
Rolling in the warm sunshine
And if I never told you, told you
I'm givin' you the rest of my life
'Cause we got the fire tonight
And it makes me wanna dance with my baby
In the dead of the night
Just keep on movin' and groovin' to the daylight
I'll be right beside you, baby
Till the end of time
I wanna hold you, hold you
I see you walking 'round the side of my head
Looking up at the sky
Shining brighter than single a sunrise
It's ever burnin' red
And I wanna hold you, hold you
Rolling in the warm sunshine
And if I never told you, told you
I'm givin' you the rest of my life
'Cause we got the fire tonight
And it makes me wanna dance with my baby
In the dead of the night
Just keep on movin' and groovin' to the daylight
I'll be right beside you, baby
Till the end of time
I'll be braggin' about you, baby
You can bet up and calling up all of my friends
Don't you know that I've been counting down the days
Feeling just crazy enough to call up your old man
And I wanna hold you, hold you
Rolling in the warm sunshine
And if I never told you, told you
I'm givin' you the rest of my life
'Cause we got the fire tonight
And it makes me wanna dance with my baby
In the dead of the night
Just keep on movin' and groovin' to the daylight
I'll be right beside you, baby
Till the end of time
I wanna hold you, hold you
Rolling in the warm sunshine
And if I never told you, told you
I'm givin' you the rest of my life
'Cause we got the fire tonight
And it makes me wanna dance with my baby
In the dead of the night
Just keep on movin' and groovin' to the daylight
I'll be right beside you, baby
Till the end of time
I wanna hold you, hold you
Writer: ABE STOKLASA, MARK TRUSSELL
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Why Me
I'm a rebel
I been known to dance with the devil
So how'd I get up on your level?
You're an angel, sent from Heaven down to me
I'm rough around the edges
You're a snapshot of perfection
I was headed in the wrong direction
I was reckless
Now I just got one question
Why me?
Out of everybody, baby
Why me?
You could have picked anybody
Why me?
When I see
You lookin' at me, I gotta ask
What did I do?
To get to be the one you gave your heart to
Walk up in a party on my arm
Who, would've thought you would wanna wake up
Every day beside me
Baby, why me? (Baby, why me? Baby, why me?)
I remember night one
Lookin' around for the right one
Saw you sittin' there, said: "Well, I'm done"
And I walked over, even though you're outta my league
You were diamonds in the sky, I was dirt on the plough
You're All-American pretty, I'm a one horse town
First smile you gave me, I was thinkin' it then
And I'm still thinkin' it now
Why me?
Out of everybody, baby
Why me?
You could have picked anybody
Why me?
When I see
You lookin' at me, I gotta ask
What did I do?
To get to be the one you gave your heart to
Walk up in a party on my arm
Who, would've thought you would wanna wake up
Every day beside me
Baby, why me? (Baby, why me? Baby, why me?)
Yeah baby, why me?
Baby, why me?
Why me?
What did I do right?
Why me?
Kissin' you goodnight
You say
You'll never let me go
Oh, it's crazy girl, I guess I'll never know
Why me?
Out of everybody, baby
Why me?
You could have picked anybody
Why me?
When I see
You lookin' at me, I gotta ask
What did I do?
To get to be the one you gave your heart to
Walk up in a party on my arm
Who, would've thought you would wanna wake up
Every day beside me
Baby, why me? (Baby, why me? Baby, why me?)
Oh baby, why me?
Baby, why me?
(Baby, why me? Baby, why me?)
Baby, why me?
Baby, why me?
I been known to dance with the devil
So how'd I get up on your level?
You're an angel, sent from Heaven down to me
I'm rough around the edges
You're a snapshot of perfection
I was headed in the wrong direction
I was reckless
Now I just got one question
Why me?
Out of everybody, baby
Why me?
You could have picked anybody
Why me?
When I see
You lookin' at me, I gotta ask
What did I do?
To get to be the one you gave your heart to
Walk up in a party on my arm
Who, would've thought you would wanna wake up
Every day beside me
Baby, why me? (Baby, why me? Baby, why me?)
I remember night one
Lookin' around for the right one
Saw you sittin' there, said: "Well, I'm done"
And I walked over, even though you're outta my league
You were diamonds in the sky, I was dirt on the plough
You're All-American pretty, I'm a one horse town
First smile you gave me, I was thinkin' it then
And I'm still thinkin' it now
Why me?
Out of everybody, baby
Why me?
You could have picked anybody
Why me?
When I see
You lookin' at me, I gotta ask
What did I do?
To get to be the one you gave your heart to
Walk up in a party on my arm
Who, would've thought you would wanna wake up
Every day beside me
Baby, why me? (Baby, why me? Baby, why me?)
Yeah baby, why me?
Baby, why me?
Why me?
What did I do right?
Why me?
Kissin' you goodnight
You say
You'll never let me go
Oh, it's crazy girl, I guess I'll never know
Why me?
Out of everybody, baby
Why me?
You could have picked anybody
Why me?
When I see
You lookin' at me, I gotta ask
What did I do?
To get to be the one you gave your heart to
Walk up in a party on my arm
Who, would've thought you would wanna wake up
Every day beside me
Baby, why me? (Baby, why me? Baby, why me?)
Oh baby, why me?
Baby, why me?
(Baby, why me? Baby, why me?)
Baby, why me?
Baby, why me?
Writer: Ross Copperman, Ashley Gorley, Dallas Davidson
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Round Hill Music Big Loud Songs, AMPLIFIED ADMINISTRATION, Anthem Entertainment, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Round Hill Music Big Loud Songs, AMPLIFIED ADMINISTRATION, Anthem Entertainment, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Money
Riding rubber wrench, ex living on Ramen
Chapping our ass, 'cause we can't afford Charmin
Rockin' that one ply, one ply
Shaking down the cats, found a buffalo nickel
Medium guitar pick, Burger King pickle
Ooh, it's kinda petrified, petrified
Dollar's worth of gas, didn't even move the needle
Living this 'Leave a penny, take a penny' life
Door's unlocked 'cause nothing left to steal
Aww baby doll, that's alright
Hey girl
Got that million dollar kiss
Know just what to do with it
Get me feeling filthy rich
Hey girl
Put that body all on me
Like I hit the lottery
Everything you do to me
Honey, that's money
Money, money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money, money
Girl I sure can tell you've been working your butt off
The way you were rocking them second hand cut-offs
Hmm, gonna talk you into taking them off
Score a little discount six pack Keystone
Use a paper sack, twist a little home grown
Go on, get a Friday night on
Girl one of these days gonna look back laughing
Sipping pomegranate sake, at Nobu
But baby 'til then I'm a have-not havin'
Everything I have's got, with you
Hey girl
Got that million dollar kiss
Know just what to do with it
Get me feeling filthy rich
Hey girl
Put that body all on me
Like I hit the lottery
Everything you do to me
Honey, that's money
Money, money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money, money
Dollar's worth of gas, didn't even move the needle
Living this 'Leave a penny, take a penny' life
Door's unlocked 'cause there's nothing left to steal
Aww baby doll, that's alright
Hey girl
Got that million dollar kiss
Know just what to do with it
Get me feeling filthy rich
Hey girl
Put that body all on me
Like I hit the lottery
Everything you do to me
Honey, that's money
Money, money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money, money
Chapping our ass, 'cause we can't afford Charmin
Rockin' that one ply, one ply
Shaking down the cats, found a buffalo nickel
Medium guitar pick, Burger King pickle
Ooh, it's kinda petrified, petrified
Dollar's worth of gas, didn't even move the needle
Living this 'Leave a penny, take a penny' life
Door's unlocked 'cause nothing left to steal
Aww baby doll, that's alright
Hey girl
Got that million dollar kiss
Know just what to do with it
Get me feeling filthy rich
Hey girl
Put that body all on me
Like I hit the lottery
Everything you do to me
Honey, that's money
Money, money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money, money
Girl I sure can tell you've been working your butt off
The way you were rocking them second hand cut-offs
Hmm, gonna talk you into taking them off
Score a little discount six pack Keystone
Use a paper sack, twist a little home grown
Go on, get a Friday night on
Girl one of these days gonna look back laughing
Sipping pomegranate sake, at Nobu
But baby 'til then I'm a have-not havin'
Everything I have's got, with you
Hey girl
Got that million dollar kiss
Know just what to do with it
Get me feeling filthy rich
Hey girl
Put that body all on me
Like I hit the lottery
Everything you do to me
Honey, that's money
Money, money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money, money
Dollar's worth of gas, didn't even move the needle
Living this 'Leave a penny, take a penny' life
Door's unlocked 'cause there's nothing left to steal
Aww baby doll, that's alright
Hey girl
Got that million dollar kiss
Know just what to do with it
Get me feeling filthy rich
Hey girl
Put that body all on me
Like I hit the lottery
Everything you do to me
Honey, that's money
Money, money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money, money
Writer: Ryan Ogren, James Bailey, Craig Wiseman
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Turnin Me On
Her kisses taste like whiskey
Burnin' through my veins
She don't know how to miss me
She hits right where she aims
Baby's got my number and she's calling me up
Knows what she's doing with a single touch
She's turning me on, turning me on
Pushing my buttons like it ain't no thing
If I'm what she wants, she gets what she wants
The neon's buzzing when she pulls that string
Turning me on like it's her job
Sometimes I think she must get off on
Turning me on, turning me on
Knows how to set me on fire
She's always holding the match
And when my body's beside hers
There ain't no turning back
She's Revlon red in the blackest night
Lighting up the room in the world just like
She's turning me on, turning me on
Pushing my buttons like it ain't no thing
If I'm what she wants, she gets what she wants
The neon's buzzing when she pulls that string
Turning me on like it's her job
Sometimes I think she must get off on
Turning me on, turning me on
Once she gets it started
Man, it's all night long
She's the needle on the vinyl
Of a midnight song
She's turning me on, turning me on
She's turning me on, turning me on
Pushing my buttons like it ain't no thing
If I'm what she wants, she gets what she wants
The neon's buzzing when she pulls that string
Turning me on like it's her job
Sometimes I think she must get off on
Turning me on, turning me on, yeah
Turning me on, turning me on
Turning me on, turning me on
Turning me on, turning me on
(Turning me, turning me, turning me, turning me, turning me on)
(Turning me, turning me, turning me, turning me, turning me on)
(Turning me, turning me, turning me, turning me, turning me on)
Burnin' through my veins
She don't know how to miss me
She hits right where she aims
Baby's got my number and she's calling me up
Knows what she's doing with a single touch
She's turning me on, turning me on
Pushing my buttons like it ain't no thing
If I'm what she wants, she gets what she wants
The neon's buzzing when she pulls that string
Turning me on like it's her job
Sometimes I think she must get off on
Turning me on, turning me on
Knows how to set me on fire
She's always holding the match
And when my body's beside hers
There ain't no turning back
She's Revlon red in the blackest night
Lighting up the room in the world just like
She's turning me on, turning me on
Pushing my buttons like it ain't no thing
If I'm what she wants, she gets what she wants
The neon's buzzing when she pulls that string
Turning me on like it's her job
Sometimes I think she must get off on
Turning me on, turning me on
Once she gets it started
Man, it's all night long
She's the needle on the vinyl
Of a midnight song
She's turning me on, turning me on
She's turning me on, turning me on
Pushing my buttons like it ain't no thing
If I'm what she wants, she gets what she wants
The neon's buzzing when she pulls that string
Turning me on like it's her job
Sometimes I think she must get off on
Turning me on, turning me on, yeah
Turning me on, turning me on
Turning me on, turning me on
Turning me on, turning me on
(Turning me, turning me, turning me, turning me, turning me on)
(Turning me, turning me, turning me, turning me, turning me on)
(Turning me, turning me, turning me, turning me, turning me on)
Writer: Blake Tollison Shelton, Jessi Leigh Alexander, Josh Osborne
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
The Wave
We were talking on a boardwalk
We were lit up when the lights came down
So we drifted toward the music
And you kissed me as the sound
Of my favorite band was playing
But I couldn't hear them 'cause my heart
Was beating loud and out of rhythm
As you drowned out all the dark
I was a boat trapped in a bottle
Dying for water, you were the ocean
I was a compass that couldn't find heaven
I didn't know how bad I was broken
I was a castaway with no land
I drew a broken heart in the sand
And you were the wave, the wave, the wave
That washed it all, that washed it all away
We talked for a couple of hours
We got salt all over our jeans
And we laughed about forever
What the hell did that really mean?
And all of a sudden, thanks to you
My favorite color was blue
I never saw you coming
Sweet salvation and I never knew
I was a boat trapped in a bottle
Dying for water, you were the ocean
I was a compass that couldn't find heaven
I didn't know how bad I was broken
I was a castaway with no land
I drew a broken heart in the sand
And you were the wave, the wave, the wave
That washed it all, that washed it all away
I was a town closed for winter
I was a Ferris wheel with the lights burned out
'Til you came along
When you came along
I was a boat trapped in a bottle
Dying for water, you were the ocean
I was a compass that couldn't find heaven
I didn't know how bad I was broken
I was a castaway with no land
I drew a broken heart in the sand
And you were the wave, the wave, the wave
That washed it all, that washed it all away
Yeah, you washed it all away
Well, you were the wave, the wave, the wave
Yeah, that washed it all away
We were lit up when the lights came down
So we drifted toward the music
And you kissed me as the sound
Of my favorite band was playing
But I couldn't hear them 'cause my heart
Was beating loud and out of rhythm
As you drowned out all the dark
I was a boat trapped in a bottle
Dying for water, you were the ocean
I was a compass that couldn't find heaven
I didn't know how bad I was broken
I was a castaway with no land
I drew a broken heart in the sand
And you were the wave, the wave, the wave
That washed it all, that washed it all away
We talked for a couple of hours
We got salt all over our jeans
And we laughed about forever
What the hell did that really mean?
And all of a sudden, thanks to you
My favorite color was blue
I never saw you coming
Sweet salvation and I never knew
I was a boat trapped in a bottle
Dying for water, you were the ocean
I was a compass that couldn't find heaven
I didn't know how bad I was broken
I was a castaway with no land
I drew a broken heart in the sand
And you were the wave, the wave, the wave
That washed it all, that washed it all away
I was a town closed for winter
I was a Ferris wheel with the lights burned out
'Til you came along
When you came along
I was a boat trapped in a bottle
Dying for water, you were the ocean
I was a compass that couldn't find heaven
I didn't know how bad I was broken
I was a castaway with no land
I drew a broken heart in the sand
And you were the wave, the wave, the wave
That washed it all, that washed it all away
Yeah, you washed it all away
Well, you were the wave, the wave, the wave
Yeah, that washed it all away
Writer: Ross Copperman, Josh Osborne
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, AMPLIFIED ADMINISTRATION, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, AMPLIFIED ADMINISTRATION, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Got the T-Shirt
If my heart was, just a destination
She had herself one hell of a vacation
If my kiss was, just the main attraction
She wore it out like it was going out of fashion
If my touch was just some kind of ride
Then she loved that roller-coaster
I guess she, came down from that high
When it was over, it was over
She did what she came to do
Saw what she came to see
Took a good look around
Made her some memories
Never been there before
She crossed it off the map
Pedal down to the floor
Now she ain't comin' back
Whoa oh wow, whoa oh wow
That's the last I'll see of her
Whoa oh wow, whoa oh wow
She's been there, got the T-shirt
I wonder if she'll, just throw it in a closet
Or keep it out and, tell her friends just how she got it
I wonder if she's sleeping in it, dreaming in it
Wonder if she knows what she did to me in it
She did what she came to do
Saw what she came to see
Took a good look around
Made her some memories
Never been there before
She crossed it off the map
Pedal down to the floor
Now she ain't comin' back
Whoa oh wow, whoa oh wow
That's the last I'll see of her
Whoa oh wow, whoa oh wow
She's been there, got the T-shirt
With Stones on the front
Tour dates on the back
Took it when she left
Took a lot more than that
Whoa oh wow, whoa oh wow
She did what she came to do
Saw what she came to see
Took a good look around
Made her some memories
Never been there before
She crossed it off the map
Pedal down to the floor
Now she ain't comin' back
Whoa oh wow, whoa oh wow
That's the last I'll see of her
Whoa oh wow, whoa oh wow
She's been there, got the T-shirt
She had herself one hell of a vacation
If my kiss was, just the main attraction
She wore it out like it was going out of fashion
If my touch was just some kind of ride
Then she loved that roller-coaster
I guess she, came down from that high
When it was over, it was over
She did what she came to do
Saw what she came to see
Took a good look around
Made her some memories
Never been there before
She crossed it off the map
Pedal down to the floor
Now she ain't comin' back
Whoa oh wow, whoa oh wow
That's the last I'll see of her
Whoa oh wow, whoa oh wow
She's been there, got the T-shirt
I wonder if she'll, just throw it in a closet
Or keep it out and, tell her friends just how she got it
I wonder if she's sleeping in it, dreaming in it
Wonder if she knows what she did to me in it
She did what she came to do
Saw what she came to see
Took a good look around
Made her some memories
Never been there before
She crossed it off the map
Pedal down to the floor
Now she ain't comin' back
Whoa oh wow, whoa oh wow
That's the last I'll see of her
Whoa oh wow, whoa oh wow
She's been there, got the T-shirt
With Stones on the front
Tour dates on the back
Took it when she left
Took a lot more than that
Whoa oh wow, whoa oh wow
She did what she came to do
Saw what she came to see
Took a good look around
Made her some memories
Never been there before
She crossed it off the map
Pedal down to the floor
Now she ain't comin' back
Whoa oh wow, whoa oh wow
That's the last I'll see of her
Whoa oh wow, whoa oh wow
She's been there, got the T-shirt
Writer: RICHARD CHASE MCGILL, MATTHEW KYLE JENKINS, JESSI LEIGH ALEXANDER
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Hangover Due
I've got some Friday jingle jangle in my pocket
What you say we sleep away
Rock a few night moves
Spend the evening in some cozy conversation
Bartender shaking up a, having us a good time groove
And we'll keep the party going when they close it down at two
Me and you, a hangover due
I'm just saying
Won't we wake up, girl, with our heads a little banging
Laying in a tangle of sheets, just laughing
Trying to piece together just what the hell happened
Lookin' over the crime scene
Only seeing my jeans and a pair of your high heel shoes
Me and you, a hangover due
Let me order you another pinky teeny number
Pretty sooner or later bombing a cigarette
Get my whiskey mix and with your tipsy little hotness black dress kisses
Guess what happens next
Yeah, now we can't remember
I'm never gonna forget
Me and you, a hangover due
I'm just saying
Won't we wake up, girl, with our heads a little banging
Laying in a tangle of sheets, just laughing
Trying to piece together just what the hell happened
Lookin' over the crime scene
Only seeing my jeans and a pair of your high heel shoes
Me and you, a hangover due
Me and you, a hangover due
I'm just saying
Won't we wake up, girl, with our heads a little banging
Laying in a tangle of sheets, just laughing
Trying to piece together just what the hell happened
Lookin' over the crime scene
Only seeing my jeans and a pair of your high heel shoes
Me and you, a hangover due
A hangover due
What you say we sleep away
Rock a few night moves
Spend the evening in some cozy conversation
Bartender shaking up a, having us a good time groove
And we'll keep the party going when they close it down at two
Me and you, a hangover due
I'm just saying
Won't we wake up, girl, with our heads a little banging
Laying in a tangle of sheets, just laughing
Trying to piece together just what the hell happened
Lookin' over the crime scene
Only seeing my jeans and a pair of your high heel shoes
Me and you, a hangover due
Let me order you another pinky teeny number
Pretty sooner or later bombing a cigarette
Get my whiskey mix and with your tipsy little hotness black dress kisses
Guess what happens next
Yeah, now we can't remember
I'm never gonna forget
Me and you, a hangover due
I'm just saying
Won't we wake up, girl, with our heads a little banging
Laying in a tangle of sheets, just laughing
Trying to piece together just what the hell happened
Lookin' over the crime scene
Only seeing my jeans and a pair of your high heel shoes
Me and you, a hangover due
Me and you, a hangover due
I'm just saying
Won't we wake up, girl, with our heads a little banging
Laying in a tangle of sheets, just laughing
Trying to piece together just what the hell happened
Lookin' over the crime scene
Only seeing my jeans and a pair of your high heel shoes
Me and you, a hangover due
A hangover due
Writer: Matthew Dragstrem, Craig Wiseman
Copyright: Lyrics © Round Hill Music Big Loud Songs
Copyright: Lyrics © Round Hill Music Big Loud Songs
When the Wine Wears Off
The keys are still hanging on the front door
You're hanging all over me
And in between kisses I hear your whispers
Something 'bout loving me
There's a half glass sittin' on the table
The other half spilled on the bed
I'm half-way believin'
You're really meaning every sweet word you just said
Or is it just that bottle of red?
When the wine wears off
And the buzz is gone
When the room stops spinnin' 'round and 'round
Will you still be holding on?
Have we lost our minds
Or is your kiss that strong?
Tell me, will you still be mine
Baby, when the wine wears off?
When I wake up in the morning
Will you be in my arms?
When the sun starts shining through those blinds
Will you mean what you said in the dark?
Or will I have a headache and a broken heart?
When the wine wears off
And the buzz is gone
When the room stops spinnin' 'round and 'round
Will you still be holding on?
Have we lost our minds
Or is your kiss that strong?
Tell me, will you still be mine
Baby, when the wine wears off?
I don't want you to stop kissing me now
Keep on loving me, laying me down
I close my eyes and hide from these doubts
Do my best to not worry about
When the wine wears off
And the buzz is gone
When the room stops spinnin' 'round and 'round
Will you still be holding on?
Have we lost our minds
Or is your kiss that strong?
Tell me, will you still be mine
Baby, when the wine wears off?
Will you still be mine
Baby, when the wine wears off?
You're hanging all over me
And in between kisses I hear your whispers
Something 'bout loving me
There's a half glass sittin' on the table
The other half spilled on the bed
I'm half-way believin'
You're really meaning every sweet word you just said
Or is it just that bottle of red?
When the wine wears off
And the buzz is gone
When the room stops spinnin' 'round and 'round
Will you still be holding on?
Have we lost our minds
Or is your kiss that strong?
Tell me, will you still be mine
Baby, when the wine wears off?
When I wake up in the morning
Will you be in my arms?
When the sun starts shining through those blinds
Will you mean what you said in the dark?
Or will I have a headache and a broken heart?
When the wine wears off
And the buzz is gone
When the room stops spinnin' 'round and 'round
Will you still be holding on?
Have we lost our minds
Or is your kiss that strong?
Tell me, will you still be mine
Baby, when the wine wears off?
I don't want you to stop kissing me now
Keep on loving me, laying me down
I close my eyes and hide from these doubts
Do my best to not worry about
When the wine wears off
And the buzz is gone
When the room stops spinnin' 'round and 'round
Will you still be holding on?
Have we lost our minds
Or is your kiss that strong?
Tell me, will you still be mine
Baby, when the wine wears off?
Will you still be mine
Baby, when the wine wears off?
Writer: ROSS COPPERMAN, ASHLEY GORLEY, RHETT AKINS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, AMPLIFIED ADMINISTRATION, Anthem Entertainment, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, AMPLIFIED ADMINISTRATION, Anthem Entertainment, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
I Lived It
Daddy drove the wheels off a flatbed Ford
Flies found a hole in the old screen door
Granny said the dress that my sister wore
To church wasn't long enough
Mama poured grease in a Crisco can
Put a hundred thousand miles on a Sears box fan
Uncle Joe put tobacco on my hand
Where them yellow jackets tore me up
And I ain't making this up
[Chorus]
Oh, you think I'm talking crazy in a different language
You might not understand
Oh, that's alright, that's just the kind of life
That made me who I am
Just taking my mind on a visit, back in time 'cause I miss it
You wouldn't know to love it like I love it
Unless you lived it and man, I lived it
Grandaddy smoked Salems with the windows up
Drove me around in the back of that truck
We drank from the hose and spit in the cup
We all survived somehow
Them ol' Duke boys were flattening the hills
Hollywood was fake, wrestling was real
Wouldn't dream of spending that two dollar bill
From pushing a lawn mower around
I'd go back there right now
Oh, you think I'm talking crazy in a different language
You might not understand
Oh, that's alright, that's just the kind of life
That made me who I am
Just taking my mind on a visit, back in time 'cause I miss it
You wouldn't know to love it like I love it
Unless you lived it and man, I lived it
Oh man, I lived it
Oh, you think I'm talking crazy in a different language
You might not understand
Oh, that's alright, that's just the kind of life
That made me who I am
Just taking my mind on a visit, back in time 'cause I miss it
You wouldn't know to love it like I love it
Unless you lived it and man, I lived it
Oh man, I lived it
Flies found a hole in the old screen door
Granny said the dress that my sister wore
To church wasn't long enough
Mama poured grease in a Crisco can
Put a hundred thousand miles on a Sears box fan
Uncle Joe put tobacco on my hand
Where them yellow jackets tore me up
And I ain't making this up
[Chorus]
Oh, you think I'm talking crazy in a different language
You might not understand
Oh, that's alright, that's just the kind of life
That made me who I am
Just taking my mind on a visit, back in time 'cause I miss it
You wouldn't know to love it like I love it
Unless you lived it and man, I lived it
Grandaddy smoked Salems with the windows up
Drove me around in the back of that truck
We drank from the hose and spit in the cup
We all survived somehow
Them ol' Duke boys were flattening the hills
Hollywood was fake, wrestling was real
Wouldn't dream of spending that two dollar bill
From pushing a lawn mower around
I'd go back there right now
Oh, you think I'm talking crazy in a different language
You might not understand
Oh, that's alright, that's just the kind of life
That made me who I am
Just taking my mind on a visit, back in time 'cause I miss it
You wouldn't know to love it like I love it
Unless you lived it and man, I lived it
Oh man, I lived it
Oh, you think I'm talking crazy in a different language
You might not understand
Oh, that's alright, that's just the kind of life
That made me who I am
Just taking my mind on a visit, back in time 'cause I miss it
You wouldn't know to love it like I love it
Unless you lived it and man, I lived it
Oh man, I lived it
Writer: Ashley Glenn Gorley, Ben Hayslip, Rhett Akins, Ross Copperman
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Texoma Shore is the eleventh studio album by American country music singer Blake Shelton. The album was released on November 3, 2017 by Warner Bros. Records. Its lead single is "I'll Name the Dogs". As with his previous several albums, Scott Hendricks served as producer.
Performed By:
Blake SheltonGenre(s): Country
Producer(s): Scott Hendricks
Length: 38:35
Released: November 3rd, 2017
Year: 2017