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Baby you a song
You make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise
Hey Baby
When I first saw that bikini top on her,
She's poppin' right out of the south Georgia water.
Thought, "Oh good Lord!" she had them long tan legs
Couldn't help myself so I walked up and said:
Cruise
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Well hey baby listen youve got me twistin' watchin you sippin on that drink
I saw you smile back and I didn't miss that it's all a little later on week...
And your song comes on you dance along I can't believe how bad you got me
Like dayum baby dayum baby dayum I love standin here watchin you breaking
It down baby down baby down you keep pullin me in when you spinnin around
Baby round baby round I can see your probably been keepin me up all night
Yeah but that's alright cause girl you got me like dayum baby dayum baby
Dayum yeah you got me like
Damn, Baby
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Well hey baby, listen/You got me twistin'
Watchin' you sippin' on that drink
Isaw you smile back/And I didn't miss that
It's on a little later on wink
And your song comes on, you dance along
I can't believe how bad you got me like
(Chorus)
Dayum baby dayum baby dayum
I love standin' here watchin' you breakin' it
Dayum, Baby
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Strawberry shimmer on hot lips,
Silver buckle hangin’ off her hips.
Eyes sparkle when she smiles.
Shinedown on the radio dial.
Homemade jar of lemon drop, take a sip.
Don’t stop girl, you know I love it when you get your shine on
‘Cause you and me be rockin' all night long
Summer sky drippin' rhinestones,
Turn your party lights on,
Baby get your shine on shine on
Get Your Shine On
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Well daisy duke peek-a-boo
I might've learned a thing or two
On a Friday night joyride
Out there on the county line
Drag racin' 'til the blue lights chase us
And we scattered like sparks from
A black cat fuse
Train bridge where we spray paint Skynyrd
And the gold flakes glimmered in the
Cinnamon booze
Hell Raisin' Heat Of The Summer
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Let's turn it up loud, mix it up strong,
Lean it back slow, get your feel good on
Cut 'em off short, roll it up tight
Let it unwind tonight
Drop down the top down on the Pontiac
Where ever you wind up is where the party's at
Break out the bottle of Bacardi Black
And don’t look back 'cause
Here's To The Good Times
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(Don’t act like ya’ll didn’t know this wasn’t comin’)
Alright
You know Tommy gonna trick his truck, jack it up big time
Lift kit, chrome tips, spit shinin' like a diamond
Game change when the rain came
And we took it down a back road
Georgia clay mudhole/That’s how these boys roll
It'z Just What We Do
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Put the stereo on the roof and crank the JBLs
(Give me something with a backbeat with country in the rap beat
Twist it on up to 10)
And if neighbors disapprove
Well they can go to Helena, Montana
(Or you can grab a case of beer and baby come on in)
We'll be spinnin' 'til the streetlights
Lookin' like a strobe light
'Til we're feelin' alright
Party People
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Hammerin' a nail, stacking them bales
I'm dog tired by the 5'oclock hour but I'm ready to raise some hell.
and Jesse's getting ready, I'm gassin' up the chevy
I'm gonna pick her up at 6
I hope she's gonna wear them jeans with the tear
That her momma never fixed
(Chorus)
The moon comes up and the sun goes down
We find a little spot on the edge of town
Round Here
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I'd sell my soul just to see your face
And I'd break my bones just to heal your pain
And in these times I need a saving grace
'Cause time is running out and I'm starting to lose my faith
(Chorus)
But if I told you I loved you would it make you wanna stay
I'm sorry for the way I hurt you and makin' you walk away, (I shoulda took the time to tell you)
And if I wrote you a love song and sang it to you everyday
Would it ever be enough to make you wanna come back home and stay, (I can't go another day without you)
Stay
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Do you like it when the meter’s jumpin’?
You like the sound of them horses runnin’?
Do you like it when the tweeter’s tweet?
Do you like it when the back seat’s bumpin’?
Do you like a little kick in your coke
Do you like it goin’ up in smoke
Do you like it on a gravel road
Where we can keep it on the down low
Tell Me How You Like It
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When you got a rockin’ chair on your front porch
Tip it back
When you got a Georgia Bulldog ball cap
Tip it back
When you’re parked back off a dirt road in your girlfriend’s Cadillac
Find that button on the front seat
And Tip it back.
Aw yeah
Tip It Back
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