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Parmalee - Greatest Hits Lyrics



Parmalee - Greatest Hits Lyrics
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Got your country from your hometown (country from your hometown)
Yeah, hip hop from your college crowd
Alright

Baby, I could write a song, sit down
And find the perfect chords
Baby, I could write a song
But it would never be as good as yours
So I'ma sit back and let it roll, babe
Somewhere off of that two-lane
Cranking it up on that creek bank
Falling in love to your mixtape

Got your country from your hometown
Hip hop from your college crowd
And rock and roll from your daddy's old forty-fives (forty-fives)
Got your Motown from you mama's soul
Makes me wanna hold you close
And slow dance to the rhythm of you all night (all night)
Wanna turn you on, play it all again
And love you just like this
You're the best thing that I ever did
So if anyone asks, girl, you're my greatest hits
Yeah, you're my greatest hits, yeah, yeah

You're the symphony surrounding me
Twenty-four-seven melody that make your hand clap
On another kind of energy
A twenty-four-carat gold record
You're the soundtrack
To all of my Friday nights
Laid back like a Sunday drive
Mic check, one, two, taking me to heaven
Turn it up to eleven

Got your country from your hometown
Hip hop from your college crowd
And rock and roll from your daddy's old forty-fives (forty-fives)
Got your Motown from you mama's soul
Makes me wanna hold you close
And slow dance to the rhythm of you all night (all night)
Wanna turn you on, play it all again
And love you just like this
You're the best thing that I ever did
So if anyone asks, girl, you're my greatest hits
Yeah, you're my greatest hits

You ain't no one-hit-wonder
Baby, you're something classic
I knew it when I met you
Girl, I had to have it

Got your country from your hometown
(Country from your hometown) yeah
Hip hop from your college crowd

Got your country from your hometown
Hip hop from your college crowd
And rock and roll from your daddy's old forty-fives (forty-fives)
Got your Motown from you mama's soul
Makes me wanna hold you close
And slow dance to the rhythm of you all night (all night)
Wanna turn you on, play it all again
And love you just like this
You're the best thing that I ever did
So if anyone asks, girl, you're my greatest hits
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Got your country from your hometown (country from your hometown)
Yeah, hip hop from your college crowd
Alright

Baby, I could write a song, sit down
And find the perfect chords
Baby, I could write a song
But it would never be as good as yours
So I'ma sit back and let it roll, babe
Somewhere off of that two-lane
Cranking it up on that creek bank
Falling in love to your mixtape

Got your country from your hometown
Hip hop from your college crowd
And rock and roll from your daddy's old forty-fives (forty-fives)
Got your Motown from you mama's soul
Makes me wanna hold you close
And slow dance to the rhythm of you all night (all night)
Wanna turn you on, play it all again
And love you just like this
You're the best thing that I ever did
So if anyone asks, girl, you're my greatest hits
Yeah, you're my greatest hits, yeah, yeah

You're the symphony surrounding me
Twenty-four-seven melody that make your hand clap
On another kind of energy
A twenty-four-carat gold record
You're the soundtrack
To all of my Friday nights
Laid back like a Sunday drive
Mic check, one, two, taking me to heaven
Turn it up to eleven

Got your country from your hometown
Hip hop from your college crowd
And rock and roll from your daddy's old forty-fives (forty-fives)
Got your Motown from you mama's soul
Makes me wanna hold you close
And slow dance to the rhythm of you all night (all night)
Wanna turn you on, play it all again
And love you just like this
You're the best thing that I ever did
So if anyone asks, girl, you're my greatest hits
Yeah, you're my greatest hits

You ain't no one-hit-wonder
Baby, you're something classic
I knew it when I met you
Girl, I had to have it

Got your country from your hometown
(Country from your hometown) yeah
Hip hop from your college crowd

Got your country from your hometown
Hip hop from your college crowd
And rock and roll from your daddy's old forty-fives (forty-fives)
Got your Motown from you mama's soul
Makes me wanna hold you close
And slow dance to the rhythm of you all night (all night)
Wanna turn you on, play it all again
And love you just like this
You're the best thing that I ever did
So if anyone asks, girl, you're my greatest hits
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Writer: Andrew Goldstein, Kevin Bard, Matt Thomas, Nolan Sipe
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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