Luke Bryan - Crash My Party Lyrics
That's My Kind of Night
Uh, uh
I got that real good, feel good stuff
Up under the seat of my big black jacked up truck
Rollin' on thirty-fives
Pretty girl by my side
You got that sun tan skirt and boots
Waitin' on you to look my way and scoot
Your little hot self over here
Girl, hand me another beer, yeah
All them other boys wanna wine you up and take you downtown
But you look like the kind that likes to take it way out
Out where the corn rows grow, row, row my boat
Floatin' down the Flint River
Catch us up a little catfish dinner
Gonna sound like a winner
When I lay you down and love you right
Yeah, that's my kind of night
(Oh)
Might sit down on my diamond plate tailgate
Put in my country-rock hip-hop mixtape
Little Conway, a little T-Pain
Might just make it rain (make it rain)
You can hang your T-shirt on a limb
Hit that bank and we can ease on in
Soak us up a little moonlight
You know I know what you like, yeah
All them other boys wanna wine you up and take you downtown
But you look like the kind that likes to take it way out
Out where the corn rows grow, row, row my boat
Floatin' down the Flint River
Catch us up a little catfish dinner
Gonna sound like a winner
When I lay you down and love you right
Yeah, that's my kind of night
Yeah, that's my kind of night
(Oh)
My kind or your kind, it's this kind of night
We dance in the dark and your lips land on mine
Oh, gonna get our love on
Oh, time to get our buzz on
All them other boys wanna wine you up and take you downtown
But you look like the kind that likes to take it way out
Out where the corn rows grow, row, row my boat
Floatin' down the Flint River
Catch us up a little catfish dinner
Gonna sound like a winner
When I lay you down and love you right
Yeah, that's my kind of night
(Oh)
Yeah, that's my kind of night
(Oh)
That's my kind of night
(Oh)
Yeah, that's my kind of night
(Oh)
(Oh) come on
Writer: Ashley Glenn Gorley, Christopher Michael De Stefano, Gerald Dallas Davidson
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Round Hill Music Big Loud Songs, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Beer In The Headlights
Honey suckle in the air, breese blowing through your hair
Hundred stars hanging high, under your still tide
Up in every move you make, baby I'm your DJ
Your my favorite song, won't you let me sing-a-long
Sittin' right here, out here in the middle of nowhere
I swear I've never seen, ever seen nothing like you anywhere
I got the key turned back, windows down, I'm turning it up and your
Spinnin' around, takin' a sip, swingin' your hips, girl your looking so
Fine, with your beer in the headlights
Heart beating like a drum, call me the lucky one
Shining these Hi-Beams on you baby, boots stiring up the dirt
Cottonfield concert, you got the beautiful, I got the cooler full
Sittin' right here, out here in the middle of nowhere
I swear I've never seen, ever seen nothing like you anywhere
I got the key turned back, windows down, I'm turning it up and your
Spinnin' around, takin' a sip, swingin' your hips, girl your looking so
Fine, with your beer in the headlights
With your beer in the headlights,
Sittin' right here, out here in the middle of nowhere, nowhere
I swear I've never seen, ever seen nothing like you anywhere
Ohhh ohh ohhh
I got the key turned back, windows down, I'm turning it up and your
Spinnin' around, takin' a sip, swingin' your hips,
Girl your looking so fine, with your beer in the headlights
With your beer in the headlights
With your beer in the headlights
With your beer in the headlights
Writer: BRANDON KINNEY, COLE SWINDELL, MICHAEL RAY CARTER
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Crash My Party
It don't matter what plans I got, I can break 'em
Yeah, I can turn this thing around at the next red light
And I don't mind telling all the guys "I can't meet 'em"
Hell, we can all go raise some hell on any other night
Girl, I don't care, oh, I just gotta see what you're wearing
Your hair, is it put up or falling down?
Oh, I just have to see it now
If you wanna call me, call me, call me (call me, call me, call me)
You don't have to worry 'bout it, baby
You can wake me up in the dead of the night
Wreck my plans, baby, that's alright
This is a drop everything kind of thing (drop everything)
Swing on by, I'll pour you a drink
The door's unlocked, I'll leave on the lights
Baby, you can crash my party anytime
Ain't a spot downtown that's rockin' the way that you rock me
Ain't a bar that can make me buzz the way that you do
I could be on the front row of the best show
And look down and see your face on my phone
And I'm gone so long, hang on, I'll meet you in a minute or two
If you wanna call me, call me, call me (call me, call me, call me)
You don't have to worry 'bout it, baby
You can wake me up in the dead of the night
Wreck my plans, baby, that's alright
This is a drop everything kind of thing (drop everything)
Swing on by I'ill pour you a drink
The door's unlocked, I'll leave on the lights
Baby, you can crash my party anytime
If it's two in the morning
And you're feeling lonely and wondering what I'm doing
Go ahead and call me, call me, call me (call me, call me, call me)
You don't have to worry 'bout it, baby
You can wake me up in the dead of the night
Wreck my plans, baby, that's alright
This is a drop everything kind of thing (drop everything)
Swing on by I'll pour you a drink
The door's unlocked, I'll leave on the lights
Baby, you can crash my party anytime
(Call me, call me, call me)
Baby, you can crash my party anytime
Writer: Ashley Gorley, Rodney Clawson
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Roller Coaster
She had a cross around her neck
And a flower in her hand
That I picked from the side of Thomas Drive
On our way to the sand
We found an old wooden chair
Still warm from the sun
Pushed it back, gave me a kiss with Bacardi on her lips
And I was done
And we spent that week wide open
Upside down beside the ocean
I didn't know where it was goin'
Just tryin' to keep my heart on the tracks
I should've known that kind of feelin'
Would last longer than that week did
Blown away and barely breathin'
Sunday came and it was over
Now she's got me twisted
Like an old beach roller coaster
The rest of those days
Turned into long crazy nights
When the music got loud
We'd sneak away from the crowd under the boardwalk lights
And with all the things we said
What I just can't get past
Is the way we let it end
Now I'm wonderin' where she is
Knowin' I can't get that goodbye back
And we spent that week wide open
Upside down beside the ocean
I didn't know where it was goin'
Just tryin' to keep my heart on the tracks
I should've known that kind of feelin'
Would last longer than that week did
Blown away and barely breathin'
Sunday came and it was over
Now she's got me twisted
Like an old beach roller coaster
She's like a song playin' over and over
In my mind, where I still hold her
I had the chance and I should've told her
When we spent that last week wide open
Upside down beside the ocean
I should've known where it was goin'
Still tryin' to keep my heart on the tracks
And I should've known that kind of feelin'
Would last longer than that week did
Blown away and barely breathin'
When Sunday came and it was over
Now she's got me twisted, yeah, I'm still twisted
Like that old beach roller coaster
Like that old beach roller coaster
Writer: COLE SWINDELL, MICHAEL RAY CARTER
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
We Run This Town
Seventeen, we owned those streets
Parking lot, that was our spot
That's where we'd always meet
And we'd roll on out in a pickup truck parade
Stake our claim with a fire in a field in the middle of Nowhere, USA
We'd light the midnight up
We'd drive too fast
We'd get too loud
We thought we made the world go round
Nothin' but a bunch of time to kill
Set up on the big hill
Make a toast, drink it down
Say, yeah man, we run this town
All the girls next door
They'd meet us out there
They couldn't wait to get away
And come and let down their hair
We were rough around the edges
They were sweet as they could be
They were way too good
But they still let us steal a little kiss before they'd leave
Guess they thought we were cool because
We'd drive too fast
We'd get too loud
Yeah, we thought we made the world go round
Drop it down in four-wheel
Set up on a big hill
And make a toast, drink it down
Say, yeah man, we run this town
From crazy kids to dirt road kings
Oh, we didn't know nothin'
But we knew everything
We'd drive too fast
We'd get too loud
We thought we made the world go round
Nothin' but a bunch of time to kill
Set up on the big hill
Make a toast, drink it down
Say, yeah man, we run this town
High five and look around
Damn right, we run this town
Man, I love this town
Come on
Writer: DALLAS DAVIDSON, ASHLEY GORLEY, KELLEY LOVELACE
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Drink a Beer
When I got the news today
I didn't know what to say
So I just hung up the phone
I took a walk to clear my head
This is where the walking lead
Can't believe you're really gone
Don't feel like going home
So I'm gonna sit right here
On the edge of this pier
And watch the sunset disappear
And drink a beer
Funny how the good ones go
Too soon, but the good Lord knows
The reasons why, I guess
Sometimes the greater plan is kinda hard to understand
Right now it don't make sense
I can't make it all make sense
So I'm gonna sit right here
On the edge of this pier
And watch the sunset disappear
And drink a beer
So long my friend, until we meet again
I'll remember you
And all the times that we used to
Sit right here on the edge of this pier
And watch the sunset disappear
And drink a beer
Drink a beer
Drink a beer, yeah
Writer: Chris Stapleton, Jim Beavers
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Spirit Music Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
I See You
Roll in the bar, me and my crew
Their little plan to get me over you
They're hookin' me up, yeah
Buyin' me drinks with a thousand girls
There's just one thing
I can't go anywhere, I can't do anything
No, I can't close my eyes without you in my dreams
You won't leave me alone, even though I know you're gone
I look around for someone new, but I see you
Jumpin' up there with the band
Takin' me by the hand
Hey boy, come dance with me
Stuck like a melody in my head
In the bed of my truck
By the light of the midnight moon
Baby, I see you
Don't know what you did, but you done it good
You don't know how bad that I wish I could
Delete you from my phone, find a girl and take her home
But there's just one thing wrong
I can't go anywhere, I can't do anything
No, I can't close my eyes without you in my dreams
You won't leave me alone, even though I know you're gone
I look around for someone new, but I see you
Jumpin' up there with the band
Takin' me by the hand
Hey boy, come dance with me
Stuck like a melody in my head
In the bed of my truck
By the light of the midnight moon
Baby, I see you
Your lips, your eyes
Girl, since you told me goodbye
I can't go anywhere, I can't do anything
No, I can't close my eyes without you in my dreams
You won't leave me alone, even though I know you're gone
I look around for someone new, but I see you
Jumpin' up there with the band
Takin' me by the hand
Hey boy, come dance with me
Stuck like a melody in my head
In the bed of my truck
By the light of the midnight moon
Baby, I see you
Baby, I see you
Baby, I see you
Writer: LUKE BRYAN, LUKE LAIRD, ASHLEY GORLEY
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Round Hill Music Big Loud Songs, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Goodbye Girl
Yeah, I know that color on your lips too well.
I saw you blowing kisses down the wishing well again.
When I say I love you, just just say "I know."
You put your arms around me, but it's all for show.
And then, there you go wrecking my whole world.
All fixed up, my goodbye girl.
You scatter in the wind just like a dandelion.
Reminding me again that you ain't ever mine for long.
But I know it's gonna happen when the moon is right,
you'll show up at my door and pull me in just like a song.
There you go, wrecking my whole world.
One more hello, one more goodbye, girl.
It might seem crazy to keep loving you this way,
but I'll never bring myself to say goodbye, girl.
The sun is gonna make it's way around again,
but the rain is always waiting just around the bend.
And there you go, wrecking my whole world.
One more hello, one more goodbye, girl.
All fixed up, my goodbye girl.
Goodbye girl.
Goodbye girl.
Writer: MATTHEW RAMSEY, SHANE MCANALLY, JOSH OSBORNE
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., CALHOUN ENTERPRISES, Spirit Music Group
Play It Again
She was sittin' all alone over on the tailgate
Tan legs swingin' by a Georgia plate
I was lookin' for her boyfriend
Thinkin', no way she ain't got one
Soon as I sat down I was fallin' in love
Tryin' to pour a little sugar in her Dixie cup
Talkin' over the speakers in the back of that truck
She jumped up and cut me off
She was like, oh my God, this is my song
I've been listenin' to the radio all night long
Sittin' 'round waitin' for it to come on and here it is
She was like, come here boy, I wanna dance
'Fore I said a word, she was takin' my hand
Spinnin' me around 'til it faded out
And she gave me a kiss
And she said, play it again, play it again, play it again
And I said, play it again, play it again, play it again
I'd have gave that DJ my last dime
If he would have played it just one more time
But a little while later
We were sittin' in the drive in my truck
Before I walked her to the door
I was scannin' like a fool AM, FM, XM too
But I stopped real quick when I heard that groove
Man, you should have seen her light up
She was like, oh my God, this is my song
We've been listenin' to the radio all night long
I can't believe it came back on, but here it is
She was like, come here boy, I wanna dance
'Fore I said a word, she was takin' my hand
Spinnin' in the headlights she gave me a goodnight kiss
And I said, play it again, play it again, play it again
And she said, play it again, play it again, play it again
The next Friday night we were sittin' out under the stars
You should have seen her smile when I brought out my guitar
She was like, oh my God, this is my song
I've been listenin' to the radio all night long
Sittin' 'round waitin' for it to come on and here it is
She was like, come here boy, I wanna dance
'Fore I said a word, she was takin' my hand
Spinnin' in the headlights
She gave me a goodnight kiss
And she said, play it again, play it again, play it again
And I said, play it again, play it again, play it again
Yeah, play it again, play it again, play it again
Somebody, play it again, play it again, play it again
Writer: Dallas Davidson, Ashley Gorley
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Round Hill Music Big Loud Songs, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Blood Brothers
We were as young as we were dumb
When we piled in a ol' pile of junk
It was one for all, and all for one
A bunch of outlaws without a gun
Shootin' bad booze outta dixie cups
Chasin' every girl that wasn't fast enough
No matter how bad the break or how bad the luck
Or how bad the day you still had us
Blood brothers closer than your next to kin
Thick as these and the best of friends
Take a bullet for each other
Yea brothers a light that don't come cheap
You fight you cry you lie you bleed
And you lean on one another
Blood brothers
I got a scar on my cheek from a bar room brawl
Wasn't meant for me but I took the fall
It's a cowboy code it's an unwrote law
When you mess with one you gotta take us all.
Blood brother's closer than your next to kin
Thick as these and the best of friends
Take a bullet for each other
Yea brothers a light that don't come cheap
You fight, you cry, you lie, you bleed
And you lean on one another
Blood brothers
Time can fly on by
Everything can change
Until the day we die
We'll always remain
We'll remain
Yea yea yea
Blood brothers closer than you next of kin
Thick as these and the best of friends
Take a bullet for each other
Yea brothers a light that don't come cheap
You fight, you cry, you lie, you bleed
And you lean on one another
Blood brothers
Yea yea
Oh oh
Blood brothers
Writer: BOBBY PINSON, BRETT JAMES
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., DO WRITE MUSIC LLC
Out Like That
You got me all caught up
The way you look tonight?
We could head downtown?
Or I can turn around, up here, on the right?
Ah, just look at this sky
The rain ain't far from fallin' down
And I wanna get to know you
Better than I know this little town, yes I do
I wanna feel your heart go tic-toc?
While the rain from your hair drip-drops
Parked out in the middle of nowhere
There's a place I can get up against your lips
That's where I gotta be with you lookin' like this
Let's get lost somewhere?
Anywhere we ain't gotta hold back?
If we're gonna go out, baby?
Let's go out like that
And I'll grab your door?
You can take my hand?
Hop up on my shoulders and I'll walk us over?
Where we can dance
And I'll leave the headlights on
So, I can see your face
Spin you round in the mud
Yeah, soak it all up, baby
What'cha say, what'cha say
I wanna feel your heart go tic-toc?
While the rain from your hair drip-drops
Girl, I'm talkin' country kinda crazy, yeah
Out where I can get up against your lips
That's where I gotta be with you lookin' like this
Let's get lost somewhere?
Anywhere we ain't gotta hold back?
If we're gonna go out, baby?
Let's go out like that
Yeah, I wanna feel your heart go tic-toc
While the rain from your hair drip-drops
Gettin' country kinda crazy in the middle of nowhere
Out where I can get up against your lips
That's where I gotta be with you lookin' like this
Let's get lost somewhere?
Anywhere we ain't gotta hold back?
If we're gonna go out, baby?
Let's go out, baby
If we're gonna go out, baby
Let's go out like that
Yeah girl, that's where it's at
Let's go out like that
Writer: COLE SWINDELL, AARON GOODVIN, ADAM SANDERS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Downtown Music Publishing
Shut It Down
She likes to watch him out the window
Goin' 'round in circles under the sun
Somethin' 'bout a man on a tractor
With his hat on backwards
Lookin' forward to after he's done
He keeps his eye on the back porch
She walks out, kicks off her shoes
Bare feet standin' in the short grass
Sweet ice tea in a tall glass
Judgin' by her smile, it's about time to
Shut it down
Lotta work left to do, the sun's still out
But any hay to make can wait for now
Throttle back, drop the plow
Shut it down
He wipes his face off with his t-shirt
Climbs down and meets her by the gate
Takes himself a long, cool sip
Lays some sugar on her lips
Thinkin' maybe he oughta just call it a day
Shut it down
Lotta work left to do, the sun's still out
Any hay to make can wait for now
Take it on in the house
Shut it down
Ooh, big, blue sky, half-plowed field
Bird on a fender, tractor sittin' still
Any hay to make can wait for now
Take it on in the house
Close the door, lock it out, lock it out
Shut it down, shut it down, shut it down
Shut it down
Writer: TONY MARTIN, NEIL THRASHER, WENDELL LEE MOBLEY
Copyright: Lyrics © OLE MEDIA MANAGEMENT LP, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Dirt Road Diary
Me and daddy ride around all day
Shooting doves off a line in a Chevrolet
Ol lab would jump out the back and fetch em up
We'd drive for miles and miles
And never once hit black top or change the dial
One little country station was all there was
Checkin gates, fixin fence rows
That's how my story goes
(Chorus)
If you want to know the real me
Just turn the page in my dirt road diary
It's right there for you to see
Every kiss, every beer, every cotton field memory
Tan legs and some Dixieland Delight
Ridin round windows down on a summer night
I was there and there and that was me
It's right here in my dirt road diary
I remember when I turned sixteen
I got a license and some gasoline
Ain't a curve or a straight away we didn't fly down
If it wasn't the boys it was me and her
By fire in a field or down by the river
Every inch of that county was sacred ground
I wish I knew where that old truck was
If it could talk it could tell on us
(Chorus)
If you want to know the real me
Just turn the page in my dirt road diary
It's right there for you to see
Every kiss, every beer, every cotton field memory
Tan legs and some Dixieland Delight
Ridin round windows down on a summer night
I was there and there and that was me
It's right here in my dirt road diary
It ain't a book underneath my bed
Just a dusty memory lane in my head, yeah
(Chorus)
Tan legs and some Dixieland Delight
Ridin round windows down on a summer night
I was there and there and that was me
It's right here in my dirt road diaries
Just ride around this little town and you'll see
How I wrote my dirt road diary
Writer: LUKE BRYAN, DALLAS DAVIDSON, RHETT AKINS, BEN HAYSLIP
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.