These lights, don't they seem a little bright? And the way you're holding me so tight I don't think we need that much light right now Come on baby, let's get something going down You can drop my jaw With your hair up in a ball But I wish you'd just let it fall On your shoulders, honey, pull that ribbon out Come on baby, let's get something going down (Something going down) Like this blanket (Something going down) Wrapped around us (Something going down) Like this fever, oh baby, it's burning me up Let's get something going down I love this song I love the way you sing along The strings are barely holding on To your body and that silky, satin gown Come on baby, let's get something going down (Something going down) Like this blanket (Something going down) Wrapped around us (Something going down) Like this fever, oh baby, it's burning me up Let's get something going down

Have you ever been to no mans land Dying of thirst, never ending desert and sand What lies ahead is the same as the rear view The sentiment is overwhelming, when it hurts you Is it ok to say i'm not ok Going through the motion, I think tomorrows today I've tried to add some color, to shades of grey I've tried to find direction from the wrong way I know this thought is played out, a broken record Won't find a solution with little effort But have you ever lost faith in everything Did you feel the strain from the pain you were carrying I've lost the battle, but I'm trying not to lose the war Its a cold world, that cant be ignored Is it ok to say i'm not ok Going through the motion, I think tomorrows today I've tried to add some color, to shades of grey I've tried to find direction from the wrong way Is it ok to say i'm not ok Going through the motion, I think tomorrows today I've tried to add some color, to shades of grey I've tried to find direction from the wrong way I'm not ok I'm not ok

CJ-5 jacked up high check '83 'Cephus in the tape deck, check Hottest thing alive ridin' shotgun, check Gold chain hangin' low with the red on my neck, check Wake up in the mornin' Mountain Dew in a cup Make a little room, hang a bigger buck On a wall where all of my memories hang Next to my woman and the kids in a frame Made it this far on a three-chord song Now I got whole world singing along To this country swagger, Porter Wagoner Blues harp and acoustic Boom in the box, boon in the docks, hilly billy music Check 40-acre tract, big barn in the back, check Lighting up a Cuban on the pine wood deck, check Paid my dues sleeping in a truck bed, check Now I'm done gettin' paid Call me Johnny gettin' paid, check Wake up in the mornin' Mountain Dew in a cup Make a little room, hang a bigger buck On a wall where all of my memories hang Next to my woman and the kids in a frame Made it this far on a three-chord song Now I got the whole world singing along To this country swagger, Porter Wagoner Blues harp and acoustic Boom in the box, boon in the docks, hilly billy music Check Check's in the mail, check's in the bank Check the deer camera, check the gas tank Check who's the same ol' boy that ain't changed I do it for the money, I don't do it for the fame, nope Wake up in the mornin' Mountain Dew in a cup Make a little room, hang a bigger buck On a wall where all of my memories hang Next to my woman and the kids in a frame Made it this far on a three-chord song Now I got whole world singing along To this country swagger, Porter Wagoner Blues harp and acoustic Boom in the box, boon in the docks, hilly billy music This country swagger, Porter Wagoner Blues harp and acoustic Boom in the box, boon in the docks hilly billy music Check Yeah, check Bring that thing over here, baby We cashin' it Check