Yeah, I met you 'fore anybody knew my name
Playin' for pennies on a dive bar stage
Split an all-star special on our first date
In a Waffle House booth
Your daddy was cryin' when he gave you away
'Cause all those country songs I played
They didn't come with a 401k
But hey, I had you
You can make a six-pack on the carpet
Taste like a million dollar bill
You can make a one-bedroom apartment
Feel like a house up on the hill
You can make my truck out in the driveway
Roll like a cleaned up Cadillac
Girl, lookin' at you lookin' at me that way
Can make a man feel rich on minimum wage
Girl, your love is money, your love is money
Yeah, your love can make a man feel rich on minimum wage
Girl, your love is money, your love is money
Yeah, your love can make a man feel rich on minimum wage
You can give me a tab that's always open
Or give me a yacht parked out in the ocean
But all that keepin' up with the Jones'
It just ain't my style
Just give me some lights strung out in the yard
Give me a lawn chair under the stars
The top of the world's right where you are
'Cause every time you smile
You can make a six-pack on the carpet
Taste like a million dollar bill
You can make a one-bedroom apartment
Feel like a house up on the hill
You can make my truck out in the driveway
Roll like a cleaned up Cadillac
Girl, lookin' at you lookin' at me that way
Can make a man feel rich on minimum wage
Girl, your love is money, your love is money
Yeah, your love can make a man feel rich on minimum wage
Girl, your love is money, your love is money
Yeah, your love can make a man feel rich on minimum wage, yeah
Woo
You can make a six-pack on the carpet
Taste like a million dollar bill
You can make a one-bedroom apartment
Feel like a house up on the hill
You can make my truck out in the driveway
Roll like a cleaned up Cadillac
Girl, lookin' at you lookin' at me that way
Can make a man feel rich on minimum wage
Girl, your love is money, your love is money
Yeah, your love can make a man feel rich on minimum wage
Girl, your love is money, your love is money
Yeah, your love can make a man feel rich on minimum wage
Girl, your love is money, your love is money
Girl, your love can make a man feel rich on minimum wage
Blake Shelton - Body Language Album Lyrics
Blake Shelton - Body Language Lyrics
Writer: Corey Justin Crowder, Jesse Vernon Frasure, Nicolle Anne Galyon
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Body Language
I'm catching every third word
What you're tryna tell me
Yeah, this place is wall to wall
Yeah, it's loud as hell
I can't hear a thing, but I know what you mean
It's so obvious
So obviously
I know what you're saying
I can speak your body language
Keep it going, baby, I'm loving this conversation
Everything you're communicating, girl, it's getting heard, yeah
We can talk all night, we can talk all night
Without saying a word
The way you're pulling on my shirt
I see you want me closer
And I'll follow where you're leading
You got your hands all over me and I know
Where you want this to go
I know what you're saying
I can speak your body language
Keep it going, baby, I'm loving this conversation
Everything you're communicating, girl, it's getting heard, yeah
We can talk all night, we can talk all night
Without saying a word
I know what you're saying
I can speak your body language
Keep it going, baby
I know what you're saying
I can speak your body language
Keep it going, baby, I'm loving this conversation
Everything you're communicating, girl, it's getting heard, yeah
We can talk all night, we can talk all night
Without saying a word
(I know what you're saying, I know what you're saying)
We can talk all night
(Keep it going, baby)
Yeah, everything you're communicating, girl, it's getting heard, yeah
We can talk all night, we can talk all night
Without saying a word
(I know what you're saying, I know what you're saying)
We can talk all night
(Keep it going, baby)
Yeah, everything you're communicating, girl, it's getting heard, yeah
We can talk all night, we can talk all night
What you're tryna tell me
Yeah, this place is wall to wall
Yeah, it's loud as hell
I can't hear a thing, but I know what you mean
It's so obvious
So obviously
I know what you're saying
I can speak your body language
Keep it going, baby, I'm loving this conversation
Everything you're communicating, girl, it's getting heard, yeah
We can talk all night, we can talk all night
Without saying a word
The way you're pulling on my shirt
I see you want me closer
And I'll follow where you're leading
You got your hands all over me and I know
Where you want this to go
I know what you're saying
I can speak your body language
Keep it going, baby, I'm loving this conversation
Everything you're communicating, girl, it's getting heard, yeah
We can talk all night, we can talk all night
Without saying a word
I know what you're saying
I can speak your body language
Keep it going, baby
I know what you're saying
I can speak your body language
Keep it going, baby, I'm loving this conversation
Everything you're communicating, girl, it's getting heard, yeah
We can talk all night, we can talk all night
Without saying a word
(I know what you're saying, I know what you're saying)
We can talk all night
(Keep it going, baby)
Yeah, everything you're communicating, girl, it's getting heard, yeah
We can talk all night, we can talk all night
Without saying a word
(I know what you're saying, I know what you're saying)
We can talk all night
(Keep it going, baby)
Yeah, everything you're communicating, girl, it's getting heard, yeah
We can talk all night, we can talk all night
Writer: Ryan Beaver, Matt McGinn, Zach Swon, Colton Swon
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Happy Anywhere
I've always been a rolling stone
With a reckless streak
Yeah, the grass never gets too grown
Underneath my feet
The city lights, southern stars
No such thing as gone too far
I'm running wide open
I was born with my feet in motion
But since I met you, I swear
I could be happy anywhere
Any map dot location
You're always my destination
You're the only thing that I'm chained to
I could be happy anywhere
I could be happy anywhere with you
Yeah, the beauty of the Northern Lights
And my mind is faded
The blue sky over Telluride
Next to you's kinda overrated
The winding road, let it twist
My home's wherever your heart is
I'm running wide open
I was born with my feet in motion
But since I met you, I swear
I could be happy anywhere
Any map dot location
You're always my destination
You're the only thing that I'm chained to
I could be happy anywhere
I could be happy anywhere with you
(Hey)
(Hey)
So girl, I hope you know
Wherever you go, I go, I know
I'm running wide open
I was born with my feet in motion
But since I met you, I swear
I could be happy anywhere
Any map dot location
You're always my destination
You're the only thing that I'm chained to
I could be happy anywhere
I could be happy anywhere with you
I could be happy anywhere with you
With a reckless streak
Yeah, the grass never gets too grown
Underneath my feet
The city lights, southern stars
No such thing as gone too far
I'm running wide open
I was born with my feet in motion
But since I met you, I swear
I could be happy anywhere
Any map dot location
You're always my destination
You're the only thing that I'm chained to
I could be happy anywhere
I could be happy anywhere with you
Yeah, the beauty of the Northern Lights
And my mind is faded
The blue sky over Telluride
Next to you's kinda overrated
The winding road, let it twist
My home's wherever your heart is
I'm running wide open
I was born with my feet in motion
But since I met you, I swear
I could be happy anywhere
Any map dot location
You're always my destination
You're the only thing that I'm chained to
I could be happy anywhere
I could be happy anywhere with you
(Hey)
(Hey)
So girl, I hope you know
Wherever you go, I go, I know
I'm running wide open
I was born with my feet in motion
But since I met you, I swear
I could be happy anywhere
Any map dot location
You're always my destination
You're the only thing that I'm chained to
I could be happy anywhere
I could be happy anywhere with you
I could be happy anywhere with you
Writer: Josh Osborne, Ross Copperman, Matthew Jenkins
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, AMPLIFIED ADMINISTRATION, Anthem Entertainment, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, AMPLIFIED ADMINISTRATION, Anthem Entertainment, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Now I Dont
I used to keep my phone right next to me
I used to drink 'til I drank myself to sleep
I used to say. "Sorry man, I think I'll stay at home"
But now I don't
I used to lean on the green to self-medicate
I used to talk myself out of that second date
I used to only wanna hear sad country songs
But now I don't
Girl, I can't lie, it's been a hell of a breakup
You did a number on my pride, baby, straight up
I used to sit around thinking we'd make up
But now I don't
I took a pretty good beatin' to bounce back
Now I'm back on my feet laughing at the fact
That I ever used to wish I could get you back
'Cause now I don't
Now I don't
(Yeah)
I used to try to find a pedestal to put you on
I used to tell my mama that she pegged you wrong
I thought your sex was the best that I'd ever known
But now I don't
Girl, I can't lie, it's been a hell of a breakup
You did a number on my pride, baby, straight up
I used to sit around thinking we'd make up
But now I don't
I took a pretty good beatin' to bounce back
Now I'm back on my feet laughing at the fact
That I ever used to wish I could get you back
'Cause now I don't
Yeah, I can't believe that you called after all this time has passed
Oh, and now you're saying you still love me, but girl, I can't say it back
Girl, 'cause now I don't
'Cause now I don't
Girl, I can't lie, it's been a hell of a breakup
You did a number on my pride, baby, straight up
I used to sit around thinking we'd make up
But now I don't
I took a pretty good beatin' to bounce back
Now I'm back on my feet laughing at the fact
That I ever used to wish I could get you back
'Cause now I don't
(Girl, I can't lie, it's been a hell of a breakup)
Now I don't
(You did a number on my pride, baby, straight up)
Now I don't
(I took a pretty good beatin' to bounce back
Now I'm back on my feet laughing at the fact)
Now I don't
That's right, now I don't
But now I don't
(Girl, I can't lie, it's been a hell of a breakup)
Now I don't
(You did a number on my pride, baby, straight up)
I used to drink 'til I drank myself to sleep
I used to say. "Sorry man, I think I'll stay at home"
But now I don't
I used to lean on the green to self-medicate
I used to talk myself out of that second date
I used to only wanna hear sad country songs
But now I don't
Girl, I can't lie, it's been a hell of a breakup
You did a number on my pride, baby, straight up
I used to sit around thinking we'd make up
But now I don't
I took a pretty good beatin' to bounce back
Now I'm back on my feet laughing at the fact
That I ever used to wish I could get you back
'Cause now I don't
Now I don't
(Yeah)
I used to try to find a pedestal to put you on
I used to tell my mama that she pegged you wrong
I thought your sex was the best that I'd ever known
But now I don't
Girl, I can't lie, it's been a hell of a breakup
You did a number on my pride, baby, straight up
I used to sit around thinking we'd make up
But now I don't
I took a pretty good beatin' to bounce back
Now I'm back on my feet laughing at the fact
That I ever used to wish I could get you back
'Cause now I don't
Yeah, I can't believe that you called after all this time has passed
Oh, and now you're saying you still love me, but girl, I can't say it back
Girl, 'cause now I don't
'Cause now I don't
Girl, I can't lie, it's been a hell of a breakup
You did a number on my pride, baby, straight up
I used to sit around thinking we'd make up
But now I don't
I took a pretty good beatin' to bounce back
Now I'm back on my feet laughing at the fact
That I ever used to wish I could get you back
'Cause now I don't
(Girl, I can't lie, it's been a hell of a breakup)
Now I don't
(You did a number on my pride, baby, straight up)
Now I don't
(I took a pretty good beatin' to bounce back
Now I'm back on my feet laughing at the fact)
Now I don't
That's right, now I don't
But now I don't
(Girl, I can't lie, it's been a hell of a breakup)
Now I don't
(You did a number on my pride, baby, straight up)
Writer: Alysa Vanderheym, Jessi Alexander, Michael Hardy
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Monday Mornin Missin You
Well, this town can get to talkin'
Lately they been talkin' 'bout me
Yeah, they say I been rockin'
Maybe even causin' a scene
But girl, I'm still the life of the party
The same old good-time Charlie
Friday night I get to buzzin'
'Til I'm feelin' nothin'
Drinkin' 2-for-1s way past two
By Saturday, I'm long gone
Lit up like the neon
Thinkin' that I'm bulletproof
By Sunday, I'm backslidin'
Can't help it, can't fight it
I know I'll be wakin' up to
That Monday mornin' missin'
Monday mornin' missin' you
When that sun hits the curtains
Ain't just my head hurtin' like hell
And the thought of you, baby
Layin' there with somebody else
But by the end of the week, I'll be over
Dealin' with ya, goodbye sober
Friday night I get to buzzin'
'Til I'm feelin' nothin'
Drinkin' 2-for-1s way past two
By Saturday, I'm long gone
Lit up like the neon
Thinkin' that I'm bulletproof
By Sunday, I'm backslidin'
Can't help it, can't fight it
I know I'll be wakin' up to
That Monday mornin' missin'
Monday mornin' missin' you
Yeah, I can fight it through Tuesday
Wing it through Wednesday
Fake it 'til I make it to that payday
Then Friday night I get to buzzin'
'Til I'm feelin' nothin'
Drinkin' 2-for-1s way past two
By Saturday, I'm long gone
Lit up like the neon
Thinkin' that I'm bulletproof
By Sunday, I'm backslidin'
Can't help it, can't fight it
I know I'll be wakin' up to
That Monday mornin' missin'
Monday mornin' missin' you
Yeah, here comes that Monday mornin' missin'
Monday mornin' missin' you, yeah
Lately they been talkin' 'bout me
Yeah, they say I been rockin'
Maybe even causin' a scene
But girl, I'm still the life of the party
The same old good-time Charlie
Friday night I get to buzzin'
'Til I'm feelin' nothin'
Drinkin' 2-for-1s way past two
By Saturday, I'm long gone
Lit up like the neon
Thinkin' that I'm bulletproof
By Sunday, I'm backslidin'
Can't help it, can't fight it
I know I'll be wakin' up to
That Monday mornin' missin'
Monday mornin' missin' you
When that sun hits the curtains
Ain't just my head hurtin' like hell
And the thought of you, baby
Layin' there with somebody else
But by the end of the week, I'll be over
Dealin' with ya, goodbye sober
Friday night I get to buzzin'
'Til I'm feelin' nothin'
Drinkin' 2-for-1s way past two
By Saturday, I'm long gone
Lit up like the neon
Thinkin' that I'm bulletproof
By Sunday, I'm backslidin'
Can't help it, can't fight it
I know I'll be wakin' up to
That Monday mornin' missin'
Monday mornin' missin' you
Yeah, I can fight it through Tuesday
Wing it through Wednesday
Fake it 'til I make it to that payday
Then Friday night I get to buzzin'
'Til I'm feelin' nothin'
Drinkin' 2-for-1s way past two
By Saturday, I'm long gone
Lit up like the neon
Thinkin' that I'm bulletproof
By Sunday, I'm backslidin'
Can't help it, can't fight it
I know I'll be wakin' up to
That Monday mornin' missin'
Monday mornin' missin' you
Yeah, here comes that Monday mornin' missin'
Monday mornin' missin' you, yeah
Writer: Deric Ruttan, Josh Thompson, Jessi Leigh Alexander
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Corn
Yeah, you and your friends, ten years old
Sneaking Beech-Nut on back in the row
Sell it at market on Saturdays
Halloween getting lost with a girl in the maze
Throwing cobs at the cars that are passing
Sheriff comes out and you hide and you laugh
And praying for the sun, praying for the rain
Praying over muffins that your grandma made
Corn in the truck, corn in the field
Corn in the bottom of a moonshine still
Corn in a kettle, corn in a skillet
Corn in a jug, hot damn, you can feel it
Corn for the chicken, corn for the deer
Corn for as far as you can see around here
Leanin' on a fence in a Carhartt hat with a farmer's tan
Sayin', "Man, look at all that corn"
Yeah, all that corn, mm
Yeah, it ain't no wonder why you love it
You got your first kiss in a barn full of it
Drank your first beer, learned to play guitar
At a turnrow party with a tailgate bar
Farmer's daughter and a John Deere man
Saving your money, put a ring on her hand
Now you're raising more than a Silver Queen
In a little farmhouse by a field of dreams
Corn in the truck, corn in the field
Corn in the bottom of a moonshine still
Corn in a kettle, corn in a skillet
Corn in a jug, hot damn, you can feel it
Corn for the chicken, corn for the deer
Corn for as far as you can see around here
From the Ohio River to the northern plat
Every highway, byway
Hey, look at all that corn
All that corn
Yeah, corn in a bag that you toss in a hole
Corn on a hook at the end of a pole
Corn popping up at the movie in a bucket
First you gotta grow it, gotta pick it, gotta shuck it
Corn in the truck, corn in the field
Corn in the bottom of a moonshine still
Corn in a kettle, corn in a skillet
Corn in a jug, hot damn, you can feel it
Corn for the chicken, corn for the deer
Corn for as far as you can see around here
End this song the way it began
Started with a C and end with an N
Corn
Yeah, all that corn
Corn
Sneaking Beech-Nut on back in the row
Sell it at market on Saturdays
Halloween getting lost with a girl in the maze
Throwing cobs at the cars that are passing
Sheriff comes out and you hide and you laugh
And praying for the sun, praying for the rain
Praying over muffins that your grandma made
Corn in the truck, corn in the field
Corn in the bottom of a moonshine still
Corn in a kettle, corn in a skillet
Corn in a jug, hot damn, you can feel it
Corn for the chicken, corn for the deer
Corn for as far as you can see around here
Leanin' on a fence in a Carhartt hat with a farmer's tan
Sayin', "Man, look at all that corn"
Yeah, all that corn, mm
Yeah, it ain't no wonder why you love it
You got your first kiss in a barn full of it
Drank your first beer, learned to play guitar
At a turnrow party with a tailgate bar
Farmer's daughter and a John Deere man
Saving your money, put a ring on her hand
Now you're raising more than a Silver Queen
In a little farmhouse by a field of dreams
Corn in the truck, corn in the field
Corn in the bottom of a moonshine still
Corn in a kettle, corn in a skillet
Corn in a jug, hot damn, you can feel it
Corn for the chicken, corn for the deer
Corn for as far as you can see around here
From the Ohio River to the northern plat
Every highway, byway
Hey, look at all that corn
All that corn
Yeah, corn in a bag that you toss in a hole
Corn on a hook at the end of a pole
Corn popping up at the movie in a bucket
First you gotta grow it, gotta pick it, gotta shuck it
Corn in the truck, corn in the field
Corn in the bottom of a moonshine still
Corn in a kettle, corn in a skillet
Corn in a jug, hot damn, you can feel it
Corn for the chicken, corn for the deer
Corn for as far as you can see around here
End this song the way it began
Started with a C and end with an N
Corn
Yeah, all that corn
Corn
Writer: Chris Tompkins, Craig Wiseman, Matthew Peters Dragstrem, Rodney Clawson
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Makin It Up as You Go
You're on a plane, I'm at a bar
And I'm just starting to get it
You saw it coming, I never did
Now I just get to accept it for what it is
I don't know why, guess our goodbye fell out of the sky
Hey
Hey, hey mama
What I do next, I don't know
Will I drink 'til I'm drunk?
Will I sink 'til I'm sunk?
I'm just makin' it up as you go
Hey, it might be tomorrow, might be a year or so
How long does it take for a heart to unbreak
I'm just makin' it up as you go
You're on a beach, I'm on a tear
And I'm just starting to feel it
Lookin' for answers in this bottle
But it's yet to reveal it
There ain't no map, there ain't no plan
I'll just get high, see where I land
Hey
Hey, hey mama
What I do next, I don't know
Will I drink 'til I'm drunk?
Will I sink 'til I'm sunk?
I'm just makin' it up as you go
Hey, it might be tomorrow, might be a year or so
How long does it take for a heart to unbreak
I'm just makin' it up as you go
As you go, I know
I'll get over you or I'll go under
As you go, all I can do
Is put one drunk foot in front of the other
(Yeah)
Hey
Hey, hey mama
What I do next, I don't know
Will I drink 'til I'm drunk?
Will I sink 'til I'm sunk?
I'm just makin' it up as you go
Hey, it might be tomorrow, might be a year or so
How long does it take for a heart to unbreak
I'm just makin' it up as you go
How long does it take for a heart to unbreak?
I'm just makin' it up as you go
As you go
Oh, oh, as you go
And I'm just starting to get it
You saw it coming, I never did
Now I just get to accept it for what it is
I don't know why, guess our goodbye fell out of the sky
Hey
Hey, hey mama
What I do next, I don't know
Will I drink 'til I'm drunk?
Will I sink 'til I'm sunk?
I'm just makin' it up as you go
Hey, it might be tomorrow, might be a year or so
How long does it take for a heart to unbreak
I'm just makin' it up as you go
You're on a beach, I'm on a tear
And I'm just starting to feel it
Lookin' for answers in this bottle
But it's yet to reveal it
There ain't no map, there ain't no plan
I'll just get high, see where I land
Hey
Hey, hey mama
What I do next, I don't know
Will I drink 'til I'm drunk?
Will I sink 'til I'm sunk?
I'm just makin' it up as you go
Hey, it might be tomorrow, might be a year or so
How long does it take for a heart to unbreak
I'm just makin' it up as you go
As you go, I know
I'll get over you or I'll go under
As you go, all I can do
Is put one drunk foot in front of the other
(Yeah)
Hey
Hey, hey mama
What I do next, I don't know
Will I drink 'til I'm drunk?
Will I sink 'til I'm sunk?
I'm just makin' it up as you go
Hey, it might be tomorrow, might be a year or so
How long does it take for a heart to unbreak
I'm just makin' it up as you go
How long does it take for a heart to unbreak?
I'm just makin' it up as you go
As you go
Oh, oh, as you go
Writer: Christopher Stevens, Jameson Rodgers, Jessi Alexander
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Whatcha Doin Tomorrow
Looks like a good time
Looks like a wild ride
Sat here and watched you drink a table full of red wine
I'll let you be, girl
Go on and have fun
Looks like the bachelorette is sippin' on her last one
Go on and finish up the plans you made
Go on and turn 'em into yesterday
Friday's knocking on Saturday's door
Pretty soon it ain't gonna be tonight no more
It's a girl's night out, yeah girl, I get it
I can pick you up in thirty minutes
Whatcha doing tomorrow 'bout 12:01 AM
I'll be right here, sippin' on this cold beer
Countin' down the seconds like I'm breakin' in the new year
Might pop some champagne, girl right at midnight
Celebrate kicking off the day just right
Friday's knocking on Saturday's door
Pretty soon it ain't gonna be tonight no more
It's a girl's night out, yeah girl, I get it
I can pick you up in thirty minutes
Whatcha doing tomorrow 'bout 12:01 AM
Girl, I can't sit around and wait all day
Tomorrow's just a glass of wine away
Friday's knocking on Saturday's door
Pretty soon it ain't gonna be tonight no more
It's a girl's night out, yeah girl, I get it
I can pick you up in thirty minutes
Whatcha doing tomorrow 'bout 12:01 AM
Whatcha doing tomorrow
(Friday's knocking on Saturday's door)
Whatcha doing tomorrow
(Pretty soon it ain't gonna be tonight no more)
Whatcha doing tomorrow
Looks like a wild ride
Sat here and watched you drink a table full of red wine
I'll let you be, girl
Go on and have fun
Looks like the bachelorette is sippin' on her last one
Go on and finish up the plans you made
Go on and turn 'em into yesterday
Friday's knocking on Saturday's door
Pretty soon it ain't gonna be tonight no more
It's a girl's night out, yeah girl, I get it
I can pick you up in thirty minutes
Whatcha doing tomorrow 'bout 12:01 AM
I'll be right here, sippin' on this cold beer
Countin' down the seconds like I'm breakin' in the new year
Might pop some champagne, girl right at midnight
Celebrate kicking off the day just right
Friday's knocking on Saturday's door
Pretty soon it ain't gonna be tonight no more
It's a girl's night out, yeah girl, I get it
I can pick you up in thirty minutes
Whatcha doing tomorrow 'bout 12:01 AM
Girl, I can't sit around and wait all day
Tomorrow's just a glass of wine away
Friday's knocking on Saturday's door
Pretty soon it ain't gonna be tonight no more
It's a girl's night out, yeah girl, I get it
I can pick you up in thirty minutes
Whatcha doing tomorrow 'bout 12:01 AM
Whatcha doing tomorrow
(Friday's knocking on Saturday's door)
Whatcha doing tomorrow
(Pretty soon it ain't gonna be tonight no more)
Whatcha doing tomorrow
Writer: Casey Michael Beathard, Kyle Fishman
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
The Girl Cant Help It
Come on
She don't need no sunny day
She gonna light the world up either way
She don't need to turn every head
Nah, she just doin' what she does best
Yeah, she just smilin' that smile that her mama gave her
Swingin' those hips she sure is makin'
Those blue jeans talk and the boys all fight
The one you want with you on a Saturday night
Bendin' those words like the Mississippi River
Wherever she's goin', man, I wanna go with her
Shinin' so bright, make the midnight stars jealous
Heaven help us all, the girl can't help it
Nah, the girl can't help it
Nah, she can't help she likes cherry red
Nah, she can't help it if she still looks pretty with her hair all a mess
She don't know what all the fuss is about
She don't mean to be the talk of this town
Nah, she just smilin' that smile that her mama gave her
Swingin' those hips, she sure is makin'
Those blue jeans talk and the boys all fight
The one you want with you on a Saturday night
Bendin' those words like the Mississippi River
Wherever she's goin', man, I wanna go with her
Shinin' so bright, make the midnight stars jealous
Heaven help us all, the girl can't help it
Nah, the girl can't help it
If God had just one ace, I think he dealt it
Ain't nothin' not to love, the girl can't help it
Yeah, she just smilin' that smile that her mama gave her
Swingin' those hips she sure is makin'
Those blue jeans talk and the boys all fight
The one you want with you on a Saturday night
Bendin' those words like the Mississippi River
Wherever she's goin', man, I wanna go with her
Shinin' so bright, make the midnight stars jealous
Heaven help us all, the girl can't help it
Nah, the girl can't help it
She don't need no sunny day
She gonna light the world up either way
She don't need to turn every head
Nah, she just doin' what she does best
Yeah, she just smilin' that smile that her mama gave her
Swingin' those hips she sure is makin'
Those blue jeans talk and the boys all fight
The one you want with you on a Saturday night
Bendin' those words like the Mississippi River
Wherever she's goin', man, I wanna go with her
Shinin' so bright, make the midnight stars jealous
Heaven help us all, the girl can't help it
Nah, the girl can't help it
Nah, she can't help she likes cherry red
Nah, she can't help it if she still looks pretty with her hair all a mess
She don't know what all the fuss is about
She don't mean to be the talk of this town
Nah, she just smilin' that smile that her mama gave her
Swingin' those hips, she sure is makin'
Those blue jeans talk and the boys all fight
The one you want with you on a Saturday night
Bendin' those words like the Mississippi River
Wherever she's goin', man, I wanna go with her
Shinin' so bright, make the midnight stars jealous
Heaven help us all, the girl can't help it
Nah, the girl can't help it
If God had just one ace, I think he dealt it
Ain't nothin' not to love, the girl can't help it
Yeah, she just smilin' that smile that her mama gave her
Swingin' those hips she sure is makin'
Those blue jeans talk and the boys all fight
The one you want with you on a Saturday night
Bendin' those words like the Mississippi River
Wherever she's goin', man, I wanna go with her
Shinin' so bright, make the midnight stars jealous
Heaven help us all, the girl can't help it
Nah, the girl can't help it
Writer: Ben Hayslip, Josh Osborne, Mark Holman
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
The Flow
She said we were way too young
When the drinks were cheap and the fights were fun
It ain't over yet but it's a long time done
He said I'm only 43, and the guy in the mirror doesn't look like me
I know you'd be happy with who I used to be
But he's gone, gone, gone,I'm moving on, so long
You gotta roll with the flow 'til the flow don't roll no more
You gotta know when to hold, when to fold, when to hit the road
And when to stay the course
You gotta learn to bend or the difference in a little rain and a raging storm
You gotta roll with the flow 'til the flow don't roll no more
Then roll on out the door
I've been swimming right upstream
Wondering how much brass is left on that ring
And when is last call really your last drink
I thought you go as long as it takes
But how many fools can one drink make
With so many cracks in a heart, what's one more break
You gotta roll with the flow 'til the flow don't roll no more
You gotta know when to hold, when to fold, when to hit the road
And when to stay the course
You gotta learn to bend or the difference in a little rain and a raging storm
You gotta roll with the flow 'til the flow don't roll no more
Then roll on out the door
If you need me, I'm gone, gone, gone
I'm moving on, so long
You gotta roll with the flow 'til the flow don't roll no more
You gotta know when to hold, when to fold, when to hit the road
And when to stay the course
You gotta learn to bend or the difference in a little rain and a raging storm
You gotta roll with the flow 'til the flow don't roll no more
Then roll on out the door
Go on and roll on out the door
When the drinks were cheap and the fights were fun
It ain't over yet but it's a long time done
He said I'm only 43, and the guy in the mirror doesn't look like me
I know you'd be happy with who I used to be
But he's gone, gone, gone,I'm moving on, so long
You gotta roll with the flow 'til the flow don't roll no more
You gotta know when to hold, when to fold, when to hit the road
And when to stay the course
You gotta learn to bend or the difference in a little rain and a raging storm
You gotta roll with the flow 'til the flow don't roll no more
Then roll on out the door
I've been swimming right upstream
Wondering how much brass is left on that ring
And when is last call really your last drink
I thought you go as long as it takes
But how many fools can one drink make
With so many cracks in a heart, what's one more break
You gotta roll with the flow 'til the flow don't roll no more
You gotta know when to hold, when to fold, when to hit the road
And when to stay the course
You gotta learn to bend or the difference in a little rain and a raging storm
You gotta roll with the flow 'til the flow don't roll no more
Then roll on out the door
If you need me, I'm gone, gone, gone
I'm moving on, so long
You gotta roll with the flow 'til the flow don't roll no more
You gotta know when to hold, when to fold, when to hit the road
And when to stay the course
You gotta learn to bend or the difference in a little rain and a raging storm
You gotta roll with the flow 'til the flow don't roll no more
Then roll on out the door
Go on and roll on out the door
Writer: Josh Osborne, Ross Copperman, Shane McAnally
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Neon Time
Yeah, we're just gonna
Pull up a stool, act like a fool
Nothing to do 'til Monday
We'll put a quarter in the box
We're off the clock
Yeah man, we got it made
Yeah, I think we got a good thing going here
So turn up the song
Let it get you good and gone
And watch it all disappear
Yeah, we're living on neon time
Smoking up the room and clearing our minds
Little lean back and kick it
Little cold beer with it
Let it hit you just right, yeah
Something 'bout the way the neon shines
It goes perfect with a Friday night
You ain't thinking 'bout 9 to 5
When you're living on neon time
I think we're gonna
Throw a couple back, fill up the tab
Talk about those good, good times
Everybody knows there ain't no lows
When you're raising 'em up high
Yeah, we're living on neon time
Smoking up the room and clearing our minds
Little lean back and kick it
Little cold beer with it
Let it hit you just right, yeah
Something 'bout the way the neon shines
It goes perfect with a Friday night
You ain't thinking 'bout 9 to 5
When you're living on neon time, no, no
Come on
Yeah
Yeah, we're living on neon time
Smoking up the room and clearing our minds
Little lean back and kick it
Little cold beer with it
Let it hit you just right, so right
Something 'bout the way the neon shines
It goes perfect with a Friday night
You ain't thinking 'bout 9 to 5
When you're living on neon time
No, you ain't thinking 'bout no 9 to 5
When you're living on neon time
Pull up a stool, act like a fool
Nothing to do 'til Monday
We'll put a quarter in the box
We're off the clock
Yeah man, we got it made
Yeah, I think we got a good thing going here
So turn up the song
Let it get you good and gone
And watch it all disappear
Yeah, we're living on neon time
Smoking up the room and clearing our minds
Little lean back and kick it
Little cold beer with it
Let it hit you just right, yeah
Something 'bout the way the neon shines
It goes perfect with a Friday night
You ain't thinking 'bout 9 to 5
When you're living on neon time
I think we're gonna
Throw a couple back, fill up the tab
Talk about those good, good times
Everybody knows there ain't no lows
When you're raising 'em up high
Yeah, we're living on neon time
Smoking up the room and clearing our minds
Little lean back and kick it
Little cold beer with it
Let it hit you just right, yeah
Something 'bout the way the neon shines
It goes perfect with a Friday night
You ain't thinking 'bout 9 to 5
When you're living on neon time, no, no
Come on
Yeah
Yeah, we're living on neon time
Smoking up the room and clearing our minds
Little lean back and kick it
Little cold beer with it
Let it hit you just right, so right
Something 'bout the way the neon shines
It goes perfect with a Friday night
You ain't thinking 'bout 9 to 5
When you're living on neon time
No, you ain't thinking 'bout no 9 to 5
When you're living on neon time
Writer: Benjamin West, Jaron Caleb Boyer, Michael Tyler Spragg
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Bible Verses
I ain't ever worn a halo
Don't suppose I ever will
As far as saving me goes
It's a battle up a hill
But I keep climbin', tryin', fightin'
Got a King James in the dresser
And I take it out sometimes
But Lord knows, I ain't measured
Up to what's inside
And they say that that's okay
But I keep praying for the day
That I can open up that good book
And Heaven don't look
Like it's out of reach
When it feels like those apostles
Are giving me the gospel
And not the third degree
I just want it to read
Like Bible verses
And not the Bible versus me
I woke up in last night's clothes
And it's whiskey on my lips
If God's looking down, I know
He's really looking down on this
But I have faith that I can change
I keep praying for the day
That I can open up that good book
And Heaven don't look
Like it's out of reach
When it feels like those apostles
Are giving me the gospel
And not the third degree
I just want it to read
Like Bible verses
And not the Bible versus me
I'm just tryin' to give myself a little grace
'Til those words and me get on the same page
And I can open up that good book
And Heaven don't look
Like it's out of reach
When it feels like those apostles
Are giving me the gospel
And not the third degree
I just want it to read
Like Bible verses
And not the Bible versus me
Don't suppose I ever will
As far as saving me goes
It's a battle up a hill
But I keep climbin', tryin', fightin'
Got a King James in the dresser
And I take it out sometimes
But Lord knows, I ain't measured
Up to what's inside
And they say that that's okay
But I keep praying for the day
That I can open up that good book
And Heaven don't look
Like it's out of reach
When it feels like those apostles
Are giving me the gospel
And not the third degree
I just want it to read
Like Bible verses
And not the Bible versus me
I woke up in last night's clothes
And it's whiskey on my lips
If God's looking down, I know
He's really looking down on this
But I have faith that I can change
I keep praying for the day
That I can open up that good book
And Heaven don't look
Like it's out of reach
When it feels like those apostles
Are giving me the gospel
And not the third degree
I just want it to read
Like Bible verses
And not the Bible versus me
I'm just tryin' to give myself a little grace
'Til those words and me get on the same page
And I can open up that good book
And Heaven don't look
Like it's out of reach
When it feels like those apostles
Are giving me the gospel
And not the third degree
I just want it to read
Like Bible verses
And not the Bible versus me
Writer: Andrew Peebles, Brett Sheroky, Joe Fox
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Body Language is the twelfth studio album by American country music singer Blake Shelton. The album was released on May 21, 2021, by Warner Bros. Nashville and Ten Point Productions.
Body Language debuted at number eighteen on the Billboard 200 with 24,000 units (15,000 pure). The same week, Shelton earned his 17th top 10 on Billboard's Top Country Albums chart.
Performed By:
Blake SheltonBody Language debuted at number eighteen on the Billboard 200 with 24,000 units (15,000 pure). The same week, Shelton earned his 17th top 10 on Billboard's Top Country Albums chart.
Genre(s): Country
Producer(s): Scott Hendricks
Length: 38:18
Released: May 21st, 2021
Year: 2021