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Thomas Rhett - Tangled Up Album Lyrics



Thomas Rhett - Tangled Up Lyrics






Anthem

This is the beat that puts the fire in your feet
Gives you the license to be a little crazy
This is the groove that gives you swagger to move
And gets you talkin' real smooth to a lady
This is the hook that gets you givin' the look
That gets you gettin' the number in your pocket
This is the part where the bass gonna start
And even last call can't stop it

All night anthem
Ain't never gonna leave your head
All night anthem
Ain't nobody goin' to bed
'Til the drinks go down
And the sun comes up
The rhythm's gonna hold you for ransom
It's an all night anthem

And this is the verse where you don't know the words
And you don't give a damn 'cause it feels good
Put a whole generation in heavy rotation
Play it over and over and it's still good
This is the sound of a big little town
Just throwin' it down where the floor is
You startin' to feel the momentum build
So bring it on back to the chorus

All night Anthem
Ain't never gonna leave your head
All night anthem
Ain't nobody goin' to bed
'Til the drinks go down
And the sun comes up
The rhythm's gonna hold you for ransom
It's an all night anthem

This ain't about who's got money
And ain't about what kind of car you drive
This ain't about where you came from
And ain't how you're gettin' home tonight
This ain't about who's got money
And ain't about what kind of car you drive
This ain't about where you came from
It's about livin' while you're alive

All night anthem
Ain't never gonna leave your head
All night anthem
Ain't nobody goin' to bed
'Til the drinks go down
And the sun comes up
The rhythm's gonna hold you for ransom
It's an all night anthem

It's an all night anthem yeah, yeah
It's an all night anthem, baby
All night anthem
All night anthem
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Writer: James Michael Robbins, Shane Lamar McAnally, Nicolle Anne Galyon
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.






Crash and Burn

So I guess it's over baby
Déjà vu again
Who'd have thought that time don't stop
And somehow girl, the world keeps spinning and
Guess I've turned myself into a solitary man
Ain't like I'm the only one
That's in the shoes that I am

Do you hear that
I'm right back
At the sound of lonely calling
Do you hear that
It's where I'm at
It's the sound of teardrops falling down, down
A slamming door and a lesson learned
I let another lover crash and burn

I know that it might sound jaded
And I have to say
I think love is overrated
But I don't like throwing it away

I know you could probably tell me
Right where I went wrong
Some guys can't have all the luck
If others don't sing sad songs

Do you hear that
I'm right back
At the sound of lonely calling
Do you hear that
It's where I'm at
It's the sound of teardrops falling down, down
A slamming door and a lesson learned
I let another lover crash and burn

That's right
Another lover
Another lover crash and burn
Ooooh yeah

Do you hear that
I'm right back
At the sound of lonely calling
Do you hear that
It's where I'm at
It's the sound of teardrops falling down, down
A slamming door and a lesson learned
I let another lover crash and burn
Yeah, I let another lover crash and burn

Mhhhmm...

Mhhhmm...
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Writer: Christopher Alvin Stapleton, Jesse Vernon Frasure, Sam Cooke
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Abkco Music Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.






South Side

(Please commence shaking your south side)
(Diamonds on that beat)
(Feels good)

There ain't no place
It ain't goin' on
It's goin' around
Like a vagabond
It gets in your bones
Like you caught the flue
And now there ain't no cure
You just gotta move
When you feel the groove

Now people on the left
Shake your south side
People on the right
Shake your south side
Every single girl
Shake your south side
All around the world
Shake your south side

Like Memphis, Tennessee
Got in bed, with CDB
And had a baby
Oh when the baby cried
It made this sound
Ain't no lie, it was funkified

Now people on the left
Shake your south side
People On the right
Shake your south side
Every single girl
Shake your south side
All around the world
Shake your south side

(Oh yeah, it feels good don't it?)

Let me break it down
Shake it like salt
Shake it like pepper
Shake it like champagne number one record
Shake it 'til you just can't shake it no more
Shake that thing all your way to the flo

People on the left
(Shake your south side)
People On the right
(Shake your south side)
People on the left
Shake your south side
People On the right
Shake your south side
Every single girl
Shake your south side
All around the world
Shake your south side
People on the left
Shake your south side
People On the right
Shake your south side (just shake your south side baby)
People on the left (do it just like that)
Shake your south side (then do it again)
People on the right (do it just like that)
Shake your south side
(Was that a good one?
It was a good one)
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Writer: Christopher Alvin Stapleton, Jesse Vernon Frasure, Thomas Rhett Jr. Akins
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.






Die A Happy Man

Baby, last night was hands down
One of the best nights
That I've had, no doubt
Between the bottle of wine
And the look in your eyes and the Marvin Gaye
Then we danced in the dark under September stars in the pourin' rain

And I know that I can't ever tell you enough
That all I need in this life is your crazy love
If I never get to see the Northern Lights
Or if I never get to see the Eiffel Tower at night
Oh, if all I got is your hand in my hand
Baby, I could die a happy man
A happy man, baby, mmm

Baby, that red dress brings me to my knees
Oh, but that black dress makes it hard to breathe
You're a saint, you're a goddess, the cutest, the hottest, a masterpiece
It's too good to be true, nothing better than you
In my wildest dreams

And I know that I can't ever tell you enough
That all I need in this life is your crazy love
If I never get to see the Northern Lights
Or if I never get to see the Eiffel Tower at night
Oh, if all I got is your hand in my hand
Baby, I could die a happy man, yeah, yeah, mmm

I don't need no vacation, no fancy destination
Baby, you're my great escape
We could stay at home, listen to the radio
Dance around the fireplace

Oh, if I never get to build my mansion in Georgia
Or drive a sports car up the coast of California
Oh, if all I got is your hand in my hand
Baby, I could die a happy man

Baby, I could die a happy man
Oh, I could die a happy man
You know I could, girl
I could die, I could die a happy man
Mmm
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Writer: Joseph Michael Spargur, Sean Maxwell Douglas, Thomas Rhett Jr. Akins
Copyright: Lyrics © WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.






Vacation

My girl is rocking that Billabong bikini like she's sponsored
Asking me if I can rub that Coppertone on her
Got a couple bucks but I'm spending them like they pesos
Might be Motel Sixin' but it feels like Turks and Caicos

Put a little liquor in my coconut water (coconut water)
Party all day, like you at your alma mater (at your alma mater)
Put a little liquor in my coconut water (coconut water)
Ice has started meltin' 'cause it's always gettin' hotter

Singin' hey, let's party like we on vacation (ooh)
Hey, let's party like we on vacation (ooh)
Got my toes up in the sand
Cold one in my hand
Toes up in the sand
Cold one in my hand
Singin' hey, let's party like we on vacation

I got my Solo Cup amplifier, playin' all my jams
In my Walgreens beach chair, workin' on my tan
Feels like it's Jamaica and I'm sippin' on some Red Stripe
But I'm in Decatur, baby, crushin' on that Busch Light

Hey, let's party like we on vacation (ooh)
Hey, let's party like we on vacation, come on (ooh)
I got, I got
My toes up in the sand
Cold one in my hand
Toes up in the sand
Cold one in my hand
Singing hey, let's party like we on vacation

Put a little liquor in my coconut water
Party all day, like you at your alma mater
Put a little liquor in my coconut water
My ice has started meltin' so I'll take another swallow

Singin' hey, let's party like we on vacation (ooh)
Hey, let's party like we on vacation, come on (ooh)
You know I got my toes up in that sand
Cold one in my hand
Toes up in the sand
Cold one in my hand
Singin' hey, let's party like we on vacation (ooh)

We gon'
(Oh, oh)
Party like I'm on vacation
(Oh, oh)
Party like I'm on vacation
(Oh, oh)
Party like I'm on vacation
(Oh, oh)
I'm 'onna rehydrate, uh huh, while I dehydrate, you know

Hey, let's party like we on vacation (ooh)
Hey, let's party like we on vacation (here we go) (ooh)
I got my toes up in the sand
Cold one in my hand
Toes up in the sand
Cold one in my hand
Singin' hey, let's party like we on vacation

Sing it to me, hey, let's party like we on vacation
(Here we go) hey, let's party like we on vacation, woo
(Yeah dude, that's party right there)
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Writer: Andreas Schuller, Charles W. Miller, Eric Burton Frederic, Gerry Goldstein, Harold Brown, Howard E. Scott, Joe Spargur, John Ryan, Lee Oskar Levitin, Leroy Jordan, Morris Dewayne Dickerson, Sean Maxwell Douglas, Thomas Allen, Thomas Rhett Jr. Akins
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Hipgnosis Songs Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.






Like Its The Last Time

Throw on your boots and your jeans
With the worn out seams
And your goin' out shirt
Put some shine on your truck
Get it all cleaned up just to kick it in the dirt
You put it in drive, start comin' alive
You point them high beams lights into Friday night
An you swear this life never burns as bright
As It does now

So soak it all up, let it sink in
Crank it up loud, all the way to ten
Raise your cup to the sky
Tip 'em back to friends and let your party lights shine
On top of the world in the back of a truck
Livin' like the sun ain't comin' back up
Need a buddy tonight, we're gonna do it up right
Gonna do it up right
Like it's the last time

Build you a fire, sing along
To a feel good song
At the top of your lungs
Grab a jar, twist the top
Hold your breath, take a shot
Feel the fire on your tongue
And let it drown your pride and your butterflies
Tell the girl you like what you're feelin' tonight
And pull her in tight, let the sparks ignite
Like the Fourth of July

So soak it all up, let it sink in
Crank it up loud, all the way to ten
Raise your cup to the sky
Tip 'em back to friends and let your party lights shine
On top of the world in the back of a truck
Livin' like the sun ain't comin' back up
Need a buddy tonight, we're gonna do it up right
Gonna do it up right
Like it's the last time

You'll be together like this
Like it's the last time
You're ever gonna taste that kiss

So soak it all up, let it sink in
Crank it up loud, all the way to ten
Raise your cup to the sky
Tip 'em back to friends and let your party lights shine
On top of the world in the back of a truck
Livin' like the sun ain't comin' back up
Need a buddy tonight, we're gonna do it up right
Gonna do it up right

Yeah buddy tonight
We're gonna do it up right
Gonna do it up right,
Whoah, like it's the last time
Yeah like it's the last time
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Writer: Rhett Akins, Benjamin Scott Hayslip, Thomas Rhett Jr. Akins
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.






T-Shirt

Get off work and we meet down at our spot
We had a patio with a view of a parking lot
It was two for one and four for two
Had Christmas lights in the middle of June
All hung up like I was on you

I said "Hey hey baby do you wanna come over?"
You say "No way", then you move in closer
Next thing I know you were wearing my

T-Shirt right there
Your hair messed up like a Guns-N-Roses video
Ooh ooh so hot
Still got it up in my head, you were moving around in the TV light
I ain't ever seen anything like, your dress, my floor, the way you wore, my my T-Shirt

We walking up the stairs with the neighbors saying, "keep it down"
But it's hard to unlock the door when you're making out (You know what I'm sayin')
You've been saying that we've gotta quit doing this,
So why you leaning in for one more kiss,
And pretty soon your sliding off what you've got on and slipping into my

T-Shirt right there
Your hair messed up like a Guns-N-Roses video
Ooh ooh so hot
Still got it up in my head, you were moving around in the TV light
I ain't ever seen anything like, your dress, my floor, the way you wore, my my T-Shirt

Oh no baby no I can't lie
Sure look good in my t-shirt
Oh no baby no I can't lie
You look good oh my my

I said "Hey hey baby do you wanna come over?"
You say "No way", then you move in closer
Next thing I know you were wearing my
T-Shirt, oh you look just so dang hot in my T-Shirt
You see you're spinning around in my T-Shirt, right there
Your hair messed up like a Guns-N-Roses video
Ooh ooh so hot

My T-Shirt right there
Your hair messed up like a Guns-N-Roses video
Ooh ooh so hot
Still got it up in my head, you were moving around in the TV light
I ain't ever seen anything like, your dress, my floor, the way you wore, my T-Shirt
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Writer: ASHLEY GORLEY, LUKE LAIRD, SHANE L MCANALLY
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.






Single Girl

Single girl
I know you're out there on a run
Out on a town baby havin' fun
But don't you want someone
Single girl
How long you wanna be all alone
Don't it get lonely baby on your own
Like a rolling stone, well I

I think that I could be the guy
Just what you're missin' baby in your life
By your side
When the nights get cold
And I could be there for you to hold
Oh baby ain't it gettin' old?
Livin' in this lonely world
When you don't have to be single girl

Single girl
Aw you so pretty baby don't you know
You can have anybody that you want
So what you waitin' on
Tell me girl
That smile on your face is it for me
'Cause somethin' tells me that you're startin' to see
How it could be
When I

I think that I could be the guy
Just what you're missin' baby in your life
By your side
When the nights get cold
And I could be there for you to hold
Oh baby ain't it gettin' old?
Livin' in this lonely world
When you don't have to be single girl

Oh single girl
Don't wanna rush you girl
But I prmomise you can trust me girl
When I tell you, when I tell you
That I

I think that I could be the guy
Just what you're missin' baby in your life
By your side
When the nights get cold
And I could be there for you to hold
Oh baby ain't it gettin' old?
Livin' in this lonely world
When you don't have to be single girl

Oh no you don't have to be single girl
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Writer: Rhett Akins, Benjamin Scott Hayslip, Thomas Rhett Jr. Akins, Ross Copperman
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.






The Day You Stop Looking Back

Stop starin' at the rear view
You ain't checkin' your hair
That wheel has spun and them lights are out
There ain't nothin' for you back there
Stop holdin' on so dang tight 'bout time you let go
But he's a heart breakin', let you down son of a gun
But I ain't sayin' nothin' you don't know

The day you stop lookin' back
You're gonna find that the future
Sure beats the hell outta the past
Now he ain't no good
I guess he's good as gone
The day you stop lookin' back, girl yeah
Is the day you start movin' on

That sun's gonna come up
It's gonna feel good
And after all the rain and pain you've seen
I hope you soak it up like you should
Now and then it's gonna stir up
When you hear that old song
But don't let it get to ya baby
It's only three and a half minutes long
Well

The day you stop lookin' back
You're gonna find that the future
Sure beats the hell outta the past
Now he ain't no good
I guess he's good as gone
The day you stop lookin' back, girl yeah
Is the day you start movin' on

Is the day your start movin' on
You ain't checkin'y our hair
That wheel is spun and them lights are out
There ain't nothin' for you back there
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Writer: JAREN JOHNSTON, LUKE LAIRD
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group






Tangled

I'm tangled in your arms
And in my head and in my bed again
And wreckin' me in pieces on the floor
I'm tangled in your smile
You drive me wild for just a while
I think that I'll keep you from walkin' out that door
I, I wanna say

I want more than what this is
My lips are busy kissin' you
So I'd just like to stay
One more night in paradise
It feels so right to me 'cause girl

I'm tangled up
I can't ever get too much
I'm tangled up
Ah, baby what you do to me
I'm tangled up
You give me just enough of your love
To keep me tangled up
And I don't wanna be free

Girl you got me tangled
Girl you got me tangled
Girl you got me tangled
Up
I'm in
I'm tangled in your sheets
I can't compete your sugar tastes so sweet
I want it girl again, and again
I, I wanna say
I want more than what this is
My lips are busy kissin' you
So I'd just like to stay
One more night in paradise
It feels so right to me 'cause girl

I'm tangled up
I can't ever get too much
I'm tangled up
Ah, baby what you do to me
I'm tangled up
You give me just enough of your love
To keep me tangled up
And I don't wanna be free

Tangled up, oh
Tangled up, oh
Up
So I'd just like to stay
One more night in paradise
It feels so right to me girl
Baby

I'm tangled up
I can't ever get too much
I'm tangled up
Ah, baby what you do to me
I'm tangled up
You give me just enough of your love
To keep me tangled up
And I don't wanna be free

Tangled up, oh
Tangled up, oh
Tangled up, oh
(Girl you got me tangled, girl you got me tangled)
Tangled up
That's right I can't ever get too much
I'm tangled up
Tangled up
That's right I can't ever get too much
I'm tangled up
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Writer: Adam Hoffman, Chris Destefano, Matt Lipkins, Scott Schwartz, Joshua Shaun Osborne
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Spirit Music Group, AUDIAM, INC






Playing With Fire

I know I should let it go
Take a different road
When I'm driving home
But I don't want to

Delete your number from my phone
Instead of calling
Asking if you're all alone
But I don't want to

Stay away
From your side of town
But it's too late
I'm in your drive right now

I don't know, why I don't
Put it out baby
We kiss and the flames
Just get higher
But yeah I know
When I hold onto you baby
I'm all tangled up in barbed wire
I get burned, I don't learn
I'll be back, give it time
Yeah, I know it sounds crazy
But guess I like playing with fire

I could find a spot to
Go hang out on Friday night
Where you are gonna be
But I don't want to, no

Yeah, I could let it end
Call it quits, call off
All this on and off again
But I just don't want to

Yeah that key
Is right under the mat
Come on in, baby
Let's strike that match

I don't know, why I don't
Put it out baby
We kiss and the flames
Just get higher
But yeah I know
When I hold onto you baby
I'm all tangled up in barbed wire
I get burned, I don't learn
I'll be back, give it time
Yeah, I know it sounds crazy
But guess I like playing with fire
Playing with fire

So let's fire it up one more time
(Fire it up one more time)
Baby just put your lips on mine
(Lips on mine)

I don't know, why I don't
Put it out baby
We kiss and the flames
Just get higher
(We kiss and the flames)
(Just get higher)
But yeah I know
When I hold onto you baby
(Onto you baby)
I'm all tangled up in barbed wire
(All tangled up)
(I'm all tangled up)
I get burned, I don't learn
I'll be back, give it time
Yeah, I know it sounds crazy
(Sounds crazy)
But guess I like playing with fire
Playing with fire

Playing with fire, huh
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Writer: THOMAS RHETT, RHETT AKINS, ASHLEY GORLEY
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.






I Feel Good

Ray Bans on that sky is blue
Cannonball into the pool
Drink in hand goin' act a fool like sha la la
Boombox playin' that third eye blind
Wife is sippin' that rose wine
I just lost all track of time like sha la la

My truck A/C is broken
That Georgia breeze is blowin'
I'm feelin' easy goin' that's right

I feel good, today
Can't nobody bring me down
And I just got paid, and I think I'm gonna hit the town
Yeah my problems can wait 'til tomorrow
'Cause I feel good today yeah
Can't nobody bring me down, down, down, down, down
Can't nobody bring me down, down, down, down, down
Can't nobody bring me

(Uh excuse me can someone bring the beat back)

My team won in overtime
And I'm three sheets on bud light lime
Don't taste good but that's alright now
And it ain't even Saturday
But I'm gonna celebrate
So don't you rain on my parade now, no no

My truck A/C is broken
That Georgia breeze is blowin'
I'm feelin' easy goin' that's right

I feel good, today
Can't nobody bring me down
And I just got paid, and I think I'm gonna hit the town
Yeah my problems can wait 'til tomorrow,
'Cause I feel good today yeah,
Can't nobody bring me down, down, down, down, down
Can't nobody bring me down, down, down, down, down
Can't nobody bring me down, down, down, down, down
Can't nobody bring me down, down, down, down, down
Can't nobody bring me

Down I feel good, James Brown
Turn the lights low turn the music up loud
Got a good party goin' on back at the house
Bunch of big booty girls yeah they come from the south
The good vibes when you feelin' it
Whoever made potato salad put they foot in it
And I know we ain't the same yeah we different
But we all stay connected like the internet

I got no motivation
Except for recreation
Feels like I'm on vacation (that's right)

I feel good, today
Can't nobody bring me down
And I just got paid, and I think I'm gonna hit the town
Yeah my problems can wait 'til tomorrow
'Cause I feel good today yeah
Can't nobody bring me down, down, down, down, down
Can't nobody bring me down, down, down, down, down
Can't nobody bring me down, down, down, down, down
Can't nobody bring me down, down, down, down, down
Can't nobody bring me
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Writer: Gamal Kosh Lewis, Joseph Michael Spargur, Charlie Otto Jr. Puth, Jacob Kasher Hindlin, Joshua Mark London, Sean Maxwell Douglas, Teddy Geiger, Thomas Rhett Jr. Akins
Copyright: Lyrics © WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.






Learned It From The Radio

How to be proud of that town ain't nobody heard of
Had a big dream, seventeen, some day how to grow up
How to make dust fly out on a no name road
Yeah, I learned it from the radio

How to wake up
How to work tough
How to roll up those sleeves
How to throw down
How to get loud
And what to put in that drink
To give the stars in the sky a little halo
Yeah, I learned it from the radio

If it wasn't for the speakers in the door
Telling me a truth I hadn't ever heard before
I never woulda kissed that girl
Never woulda known what to say
I woulda never known better
I'd have let her get away
Thank God for four wheel drive
Thank God for windows down
And all the DJ's in all those little static towns
How to live
How to love
Everything I need to know
I learned it from the radio

What to say when you think that you've found that girl
Who to call when she's gone and she wrecks your world
How to get over it, yeah, how to let her go
I learned it from the radio
How to see it all, from a front porch
And how to say it all just using three chords
And when to run when you're young
When to come back home
I learned it from the radio

If it wasn't for the speakers in the door
Telling me a truth I hadn't ever heard before
I never woulda kissed that girl
Never woulda known what to say
I woulda never known better
I'd have let her get away
Thank God for four wheel drive
Thank God for windows down
And all the DJ's in all those little static towns
How to live
How to love
Everything I need to know
I learned it from the radio
From the radio
I learned it from the radio
Back when we used to
Burn it up
Turn it up, up, up, up

If it wasn't for the speakers in the door
Telling me a truth I hadn't ever heard before
I never woulda kissed that girl
Never woulda known what to say
I woulda never known better
I'd have let her get away
Thank God for four wheel drive
Thank God for windows down
And all the DJ's in all those little static towns
How to live
How to love
Everything I need to know
I learned it from the radio

Mmm, from the radio
I learned it from the radio
Back when we used to
Burn it up
Turn it up
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Writer: Ashley Gorley, Jimmy Robbins, Nicolle Anne Galyon
Copyright: Lyrics © Anthem Entertainment, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.






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Tangled Up is the second studio album by American country music singer Thomas Rhett. It was released on September 25, 2015, via Valory Music Group.

The album's lead single "Crash and Burn", was released to radio on April 27, 2015. The album's second single, "Die a Happy Man" was released to country radio on September 28, 2015, but was available for download as a pre-order for the album on September 18, 2015.
Performed By: Thomas Rhett
Genre(s): Country, Pop
Producer(s): Thomas Rhett, Jesse Frasure, Dann Huff, Chris DeStefano, Joe London, Julian Bunetta, Jaren Johnston, Lindsay Rimes, Carl Falk
Length: 44:21
Released: September 25th, 2015
Year: 2015

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