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Bài hát Drink To That All Night - Jerrod Niemann. Dontcha look now oh the parkin lots full. Gonna ride that cow with a Dallas bull . Everybody in the ATL is comin. DJs got those speakers thumpin. Got
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Why'd you call me today with nothing new to say?. You pretend it's just hello,. But you know what it does to me. To see your number on the phone. Now tell me, what do you want?. What do you want?
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Oh. (I'm not a toy, don't act like a boy). Come back to me. (We fall so much how are we still standing) Oh. (Let's toss this thing like a boomerang, I'm empty handed). Come back to me. (Come bac
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There is no freedom. That can be found. When you got the feeling. You're down for the count. This Ol' World will be you up if you let it. And this time it's really knocked you down. Don't throw
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Seems everywhere I go these days. I run into friends that say. It's written on my face. I'm all about you. . So if you ever walk through the door. And wonder what I'm smiling for. It's cause I
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After years of confusion. It's clear there's no more delusion. It's here my conclusion. I like girls with cans or bottles in their hands. Ain't scared to pop a top with me. . Real women drink be
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It was 3 a. m. , got a call from my friends. From Tijuana. They said we're down in Mexico, man, you oughta go. Hop a plane if you wanna We've been soakin' up the sun, here having fun. Hanging out
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Well, the truth, well, it hurts to say. I'm gonna pack up my bags and I'm gonna go away. I'm just gonna split, I can't stand it. I'm gonna give it up and quit, ain't never coming back Broke up befo
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What the phone ringing hello. can not believe you answered. me neither what's up man?. what is up bro?. well I was sleeping. sleeping?. Are you serious?. dude it's 3 in the morning where are you?.
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Yeah. . Today I wanted to write a tune started strummin' this little grove,. I could've wrote about love or money something sad or something funny,. . But hey, hey, hey what's so wrong with one m
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Free the music, unleash the vibe. Of a psychedelic relic from the trailer park tribe. With a 12 pack of audio beer. Designed to make you move like a puppeteer. Twang town sound taking a trip. Gon
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The things you say. They hit me with a right sometimes. Hit me with a left sometimes. But I'm still standing. For Us. You make me wanna dream sometimes. Make me wanna scream sometimes. I'd neve
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I ain't rich and I ain't famous. But there's folks out there that come and see the band. And at times it seems Nashville won't claim us. So we just keep on truckin' in a beat up van They call me a
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Today i wanted to write a tune. started strummin' this little groove. i could have wrote about love, or money,. something sad or somethin funny But hey hey hey what's so wrong. with one more drink
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Life is taking turns, falling flat on your chin. Trying to fly with the birds. Love sure is blind. 'Cause it don't see. It ain't spent one night feelin' sorry for me There ain't too many times I f
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In a world where country music is king. The honky tonks are flourishing and dance floors are packed (what do you want from me). And beer and alcohol sales are on the rise comes a story of one man, o
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I thought we had a good thing goin'. I bought that good times and good vibes were flowin'. But lately you're leavin' a different impression. It's like all you believe in is playing these guessing g
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I don't buy that free lip service. Suits and rich folks don't make me nervous, no. But I respect the law and those below the clay. And I don't answer to those who question. My job, my lingo or my
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I sat at home alone. Waited by the phone. No matter how hard I tried. I couldn't get on with my life. I tried medication, meditation. I've still gone insane. If I can't live without her. I'll h
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Let's face the facts, you ain't comin' back. Like a train down a track. So much I'd change, even your last name. But it's way too late for that And while I'm sinkin' low. You're takin' the high ro
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Life is taking turns, falling flat on your chin. Trying to fly with the birds. Love sure is blind. 'Cause it don't see. It ain't spent one night feelin' sorry for me There ain't too many times I f
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Last night I went to town. Gave every bar around. A 100 bottles of beer on the wall. Lord, I could drink 'em all With Jose, Jack and Jim. My best drinking friends. We poured 'em up, I shot 'em do
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Small town dreamer. A full-time piece of work. At least that's what my daddy says. I guess that's what you get. When your boy's born with. That honky tonk fever. . Hey jukebox play me the cure.
