Josh Thompson - Turn It Up Album Lyrics

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Down For A Get Down

Got my 40 clocked in, ready for some rockin'
Friday night pockets are full of green
Gonna get a little get right, loosen up the uptight
Lookin' like a good night to cause a scene
I hear cold beer callin'

Whoa-oh whoa-oh, waiting on the sun to go
Go down, go down, down in this little town
Come on, come on, let's get up to no good
Let me hear you holler if you're down for a get down

Parking lot's filled up, drinking from a red cup
Girls with the big buzz ready to dance
Country boys dippin' sippin' and spittin'
Game tryna get 'em a little romance
Ain't no slowing down now

Whoa-oh whoa-oh, waiting on the sun to go
Go down, go down, down in this little town
Come on, come on, let's get up to no good
Let me hear you holler if you're down for a get down

Whoa, whoa
Everybody do you wanna get loud
Whoa, whoa
Yeah, if you're with me let's break it on down

Got my 40 clocked in, ready for some rockin'
Friday night pockets are full of green

Whoa-oh whoa-oh, waiting on the sun to go
Go down, go down, down in this little town
Come on, come on, let's get up to no good
Let me hear you holler
Whoa-oh whoa-oh, waiting on the sun to go
Go down, go down, down in this little town
Come on, come on, let's get up to no good
Let me hear you holler if you're down for a get down
Get down

 

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Turn It Up

That son of a boss can't boss us all around no more
We're all clocked out and clocked back into life
Let's take these measly paychecks we've been working for
And turn 'em into beer, yeah it's all downhill from here

Turn up the music, turn up the band
Turn up the cold one there in your hand
Turn up the feel good, turn up the crazy
Turn a little lovin' loose on me, baby
Turn up the hell yeah, turn out the lights
Let all your problems go for the night
Turn on the don't give a you know what
And turn it up

No time to waste, let's own this place 'til closing time
Have a few too many two-for-one's
Might be headed for a headache, yeah, but we'll be fine
And tomorrow we'll lift the fog with a little hair of the dog

Turn up the music, turn up the band
Turn up the cold one there in your hand
Turn up the feel good, turn up the crazy
Turn a little lovin' loose on me, baby
Turn up the hell yeah, turn out the lights
Let all your problems go for the night
Turn on the don't give a you know what
And turn it up

Turn up the music, turn up the band
Turn up the cold one there in your hand
Turn up the feel good, turn up the crazy
Turn a little lovin' loose on me, baby
Turn up the hell yeah, turn out the lights
Let all your problems go for the night
Turn on the don't give a you know what
And turn it up

Yeah, turn on the don't give a you know what
And turn it up
Yeah, turn it up

 

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Cold Beer With Your Name On It

I hear you're out there now and you're doing alright
A new lease on life in Hollywood
Riding around with the ragtop down
Bet the west coast sun looks good on you

Wasn't very long ago we were sitting
On a lost dirt road by the railroad tracks
If you ever think about that
And wonder where I'm at and wanna come back

I'm sitting on a tailgate in the middle of a stargaze
Wishing you were in my arms
Chilling right here, baby if you want it
I've got a cold beer with your name on it
Back 40 on a Friday night
Me and you dancing in the firelight
Girl you gotta admit it sounds pretty good, don't it?
I've got a cold beer with your name on it

Pop the top, kick back like we used to do
Sipping all night long to your favorite tunes
If you ever get tired of the concrete life,
Those honking horns, them flashing lights

Got a jar of shine if you need it,
Under the seat, you know where I keep it
Hey girl turn off your cell phone,
Put your blue jeans on, get back home

I'm sitting on a tailgate in the middle of a stargaze
Wishing you were in my arms
Chilling right here, baby if you want it
I've got a cold beer with your name on it
Back 40 on a Friday night
Me and you dancing in the firelight
Girl you gotta admit it sounds pretty good, don't it?
I've got a cold beer with your name on it

Cooler loaded down, picture perfect view
All that's missing now is... you

I'm sitting on a tailgate in the middle of a stargaze
Wishing you were in my arms
Chilling right here, baby if you want it
I've got a cold beer with your name on it
Back 40 on a Friday night
Me and you dancing in the firelight
Girl you gotta admit it sounds pretty good, don't it?
I've got a cold beer with your name on it
Got a cold beer with your name on it

Girl you gotta admit it sounds pretty good, don't it?
Got a cold beer with your name on it

 

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Wanted Me Gone

I put the good in front of bye, y'all
Put a hole in the drywall
Put the pedal to the firewall and I was gone
Met the boys at the starlight
Tried to drink a hundred Bud Lights
Lost count around midnight
But you got what you wanted baby
Yeah, you...

Wanted me, wanted me, wanted me, wanted me, wanted me gone
So I'm moving, I'm moving, I'm moving, I'm moving, I'm moving on
Yeah and now you cry and you cry and you cry cause you're all alone
But you wanted me, wanted me, wanted me, wanted me, wanted me gone

When you threw me out the backdoor
Screamin' like an Evinrude outboard
I guess I took a detour when you told me to go to hell
Cause I'm in heaven every weekend
The water's nice off the deep end
I bet that you were thinkin'
I'd be all by myself
Oh well, you...

Wanted me, wanted me, wanted me, wanted me, wanted me gone
So I'm moving, I'm moving, I'm moving, I'm moving, I'm moving on
Yeah and now you cry and you cry and you cry cause you're all alone
But you wanted me, wanted me, wanted me, wanted me, wanted me gone

Yeah, I hear you want me back
But I just can't do that
You...

Wanted me, wanted me, wanted me, wanted me, wanted me gone
So I'm moving, I'm moving, I'm moving, I'm moving, I'm moving on
Well now you cry and you cry and you cry cause you're all alone
But you wanted me, wanted me, wanted me, wanted me, wanted me gone

Wanted me, wanted me, wanted me, wanted me, wanted me gone
I'm moving, I'm moving, I'm moving, I'm moving, I'm moving on
You cry and you cry and you cry cause you're all alone
Wanted me, wanted me, wanted me, wanted me, wanted me gone

 

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Hillbilly Limo

Yeah no matter what you drive
Saddle it up, it's Friday night
Hot mama shakin' them taillights
We're gonna take a midnight ride
Aw yeah

We got blondes brunettes and them redheads
Riding in style like a long stretch
Limousine with a long bed
Little hotties in the back pumpin' the keg
Got all we need, yeah that's for sure
She ain't gotta be pretty, she just gotta purr...
Row-ow

Crank that beat up old Camaro, rusty El Camino,
F-100 fuzzy dice on the mirror
I crank that Heavy Chevy Nova, Primer painted Cobra
Boots to the pedal right when it turns over
Yeah, a little dirt, a little smoke, yeah you know how we roll
Cruising in our hillbilly limo

Yeah we got Jesus on the dashboard, cigarettes and rust on the floor
Ol' Hank still sounding fine, through two blown 8x9's
Got all we need, yeah that's for sure
She ain't gotta be pretty, as long as she purrs...

Crank that beat up old Camaro, rusty El Camino,
F-100 fuzzy dice on the mirror
I crank that Heavy Chevy Nova, Primer painted Cobra
Boots to the pedal right when it turns over
Yeah, a little dirt, a little smoke, yeah you know how we roll
Cruising in our hillbilly limo

Hillbilly limo

Crank that beat up old Camaro, rusty El Camino,
F-100 fuzzy dice on the mirror
I crank that Heavy Chevy Nova, Primer painted Cobra
Boots to the pedal right when it turns over
Yeah, a little dirt, a little smoke, yeah you know how we roll
Cruising in our hillbilly limo

Hahahaha
Yeah no matter what you drive...

 

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A Little Memory

Morning sunlight don't hurt my eyes like it used to
These days, trouble ain't what I'm getting into
It feels good to be back on track
Lookin' in the mirror don't hurt so bad
I hate it that it took you packin' up your bags
And leavin' me to make me see

I still hear that goodbye and the front door closing
And I still see that dust cloud from the Goodyears going
Guess you left just enough of you behind to wake me up
For good this time,
You didn't have to stay to make me change,
A little memory goes a long, long way

I try long drives but you always seem to follow
Hid behind neon lights, left me empty as a bottle
And every night seemed to be more of the same
And everything that ever drove you away
But I'm a dollar short and a day late
Of maybe ever getting you back one day

I still hear that goodbye and the front door closing
And I still see that dust cloud from the Goodyears going
Guess you left just enough of you behind to wake me up
For good this time,
You didn't have to stay to make me change
A little memory goes a long, long way

I die in side every time I relive it
I make my bed and now I'm lying here in it

Yeah, I still hear that goodbye and the front door closing
And I still see that dust cloud from the Goodyears going
Guess you left just enough of you behind to wake me up
For good this time,
You didn't have to stay to make me change,
A little memory goes a long, long way
A long, long way

A little memory goes a long, long way

 

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Drink Drink Drink

I had a fight with my baby
It got loud and crazy
And I'm pretty sure she kicked me out
Of her life and the house
And I've got a bill in my pocket
Of Franklin's face on it
And I'm gonna rock 'til he runs out
Yes, startin' right now...

I'm gonna drink drink drink all night long
I'm gonna sip sip sip 'til the last sip's gone
Wake up with my head going bang bang bang
But tonight I'm going out, I'm gonna drink drink drink

I found a spot in the neon and a bar to lean on
I'll be right here 'til 2 am with my new strange friends
Every arm in this place is raising a cold can
And I've got one in each hand
We're all just pieces of a puzzle
That fit right in...

We're gonna drink drink drink all night long
I'm gonna sip sip sip 'til the last sip's gone
Wake up with my head going bang bang bang
But tonight I'm going out, I'm gonna drink drink drink

One little, two little, three little rounds
Fill 'em up and set 'em down
Four little, five little, six little shots
Cops...

Yeah,
I'm gonna drink drink drink all night long
I'm gonna sip sip sip 'til the last sip's gone
Wake up with my head going bang bang bang
But tonight I'm going out, I'm gonna

Drink drink drink all night long
I'm gonna sip sip sip 'til the last sip's gone
Wake up with my head going bang bang bang
But tonight I'm going out, I'm gonna drink drink drink

 

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Left This Town

Yeah, no one ever leaves this town, at least that's what I've been told
Your roots are in this ground, this is where you're supposed to get old
It ain't far from the fast ol' four lane and we both made our jokes
About making a break for it one day, but I never had the guts to go

I remember last December,
Standing on the edge of town
Watching that north wind carry you out
With all of my dreams, I still can't believe
Driving these streets and looking around,
I thought nobody left this town

You were always the bright light kind who found a way to get away
You never said what you were hoping to find
So I tell myself you needed some space,
It wasn't me and it wasn't this place

I remember last December,
Standing on the edge of town
Watching that north wind carry you out
With all of my dreams, I still can't believe
Driving these streets and looking around,
I thought nobody left this town

Yeah, I remember that cold December,
Standing on the edge of town
Watching that north wind carry you out
With all of my dreams, I still can't believe
Driving these streets and looking around,
I thought nobody left this town
Ever left this town

Yeah no one ever leaves this town, at least that's what I've been told

 

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Firebird

Baby ain't you and me just made in the shade
Like Seagrams and homemade lemonade
Just right, I wanna soak up your sunshine
Put your tiny bikini top on, I'll take the t-tops off
It's all waxed up, now let's go get lost on the highways, byways
Slide the hammer to the floorboard and fly away in a

Firebird,
Catching all four gears on this old two lane, make the tires burn
Your pretty hair blowin' with the Skynyrd cranked
Screamin' eagle on the hood, and you and me free as a free bird
Firebird

Now baby just listen to that engine whine
Where we're going, your guess is as good as mine,
We'll just drive on, baby baby we'll just state gone
You've got me reelin' and stealing a kiss in the bucket seats
Left hand on the wheel and the right on your knee
You're looking so fine, oh my,
It's kinda hard to keep it between the white lines in a

Firebird,
Catching all four gears on this old two lane and make the tires burn
Your pretty hair blowin' with the Skynyrd cranked
Screamin' eagle on the hood, and you and me free as a free bird
Yeah, Firebird

Even if I could, I wouldn't trade where I am
Sittin' next to the prettiest girl in the world
In a black Trans-Am

Yeah, Firebird,
Catching all four gears on this old two lane, make the tires burn
Your pretty hair blowin' with the Skynyrd cranked
Screamin' eagle on the hood, and you and me free as a free bird
Firebird
Firebird
Firebird

 

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Hank Crankin' People

We swing hammers, we climb ladders
We're from where the good book, a good time
And a good long hard rain's all that matters
Yeah, we're small town, we're big city uptown
It's all red white and blue from Fifth Avenue out to the rural routes

We take our hats off when we face the flag
Twist a cap off when we hear the Hag
I'm right here with the hell raisin' kind
Cut from the same cloth as mine
I'm talking hard workin', God fearin', beer drinkin'
Hank crankin' people

We shoot shotguns, say hell yeah if you got one
We're all about down home and homegrown
And backbone ain't something that's long gone
Aw naw

We take our hats off when we face the flag
Twist a cap off when we hear the Hag
I'm right here with the hell raisin' kind
Cut from the same cloth as mine
I'm talking hard workin', God fearin', beer drinkin'
Hank crankin' people

We take our hats off when we face the flag
Twist a cap off when we hear the Hag
I'm right here with the hell raisin' kind
Cut from the same cloth as mine
I'm talking hard workin', God fearin', beer drinkin'
Hank crankin' people

Yeah, Hank crankin' people
Yeah, Hank crankin' people