Day: June 3, 2025

What's your all-time high, your good-as-it-gets? Your hands down best ever make-up sex? What's your guilty pleasure, your old go to? Well if you asked me, mine would be you What's your worst hangover, your best night yet? Your 90 proof, your Marlboro Red? The best damn thing you lucked into That's easy girl, mine...

Well it must've been 100 in that summer sun And I've been in it all day Putting up with that prick of an owner's son Making me some hillbilly pay Working right through lunch, busting my hump Helping his daddy stay rich So when he kept me behind to pull some overtime I told that...

She likes it when I call in sick to work Spend the whole day hanging with her I might get fired but that's alright I'm doin' what she likes She likes it when I bring home fresh fajitas And mix up a pitcher of margaritas Catch a kind of buzz that lasts all night Doin'...

Those high heels with that sun dress Turquoise heart hanging 'round your neck Red lips like wine, wanna drink 'em up And keep on drinkin' 'til you make me drunk Tied up hair, wanna let it down And just let the rest fall to the ground You take beautiful to the max Can't help myself...

You ever wondered why country songs say the same old thing Like a broken record skipping down on main. Pretty girls, pickups and cut-off jeans? You know what I mean. Dirt roads, corn rows and homemade wine. Juke joints, jumping on the county line. Heard 'em sing about it a million times But I don't...

Yea, Hollywood Boulevard Looking down, seeing stars 90210, Rodeo is Rodeo Glad I hit it, glad I did it and I'd do it again Yea, and hang with my friends With them red Maserati's and them tuned up bodies And everybody gonna be the next somebody Yea, this place is a trip Hey but meanwhile...

Where are you now? Who's holdin' you now? When your world stands still, do you remember? Leaves were fallin' We were fallin' Almost like a dream, do you remember? Seasons changed We both changed Sometimes I go back to when We ran, put our feet in the water We danced, didn't care who could see...

I was gonna keep it real like chill like only have a drink or two But it turned into a party when I started talking to you Now you're standing in the neon looking like a high I wanna be on Baby it's your call, no pressure at all You don't have to throw back...

Red red red red red red red red redneck Well the boys 'round here don't listen to The Beatles Run ole Bocephus through a jukebox needle At a honky-tonk Where their boots stomp All night What? (That's right) Yeah, and what they call work, digging in the dirt Gotta get it in the ground 'fore...

I'm lookin' for you on Christmas Eve All over the world, the angels sing But I'm feelin' lost, can you save me? I'm lookin' for you on Christmas Eve I'm lookin' for you on Christmas Eve I can't see in this darkness So in need of forgiveness Before all of my faith dies Show me...