My Kinda Party - Jason Aldean & Carrie Underwood

She go sabi Fresh Out She go sabi She go sabi Ayoo She go sabi Plenty talk e no deh full basket o (fresh out) Sexy lady make you whine am well (she go sabi) Fanta barny wey deh burst my head o (she go sabi) Come to daddy make I do you well (OK) The kind of wife I like She go sabi cook (life) She go con get sense She go sabi dress She go con get class (fresh Out) She go sabi dance She go deh prayerful, pray pray pray prayerful In the end she go con get yansh, con get yansh Which kind kaka we never see Con get yansh, con get yansh Which kind kaka we never see She go con get yansh, con get yansh Which kind kaka we never see She go con get yansh, con get yansh Which kind kaka we never see The kind of wife I like (haba dodo) She go sabi cook (fresh out) She go con get sense She go sabi dress She go con get class She go sabi dance She go deh prayerful (fresh out) In the end she go con get yansh, con get yansh Which kind kaka we never see Con get yansh, con get yansh Which kind kaka we never see In the end she go con get yansh, con get yansh Which kind kaka we never see Con get yansh, con get yansh Which kind kaka we never see The baka fit big like that is it possible If she waka pass na so e deh pause people (fresh out) Many men don end up inside hospital Ehn ehn, that's why I no deh trust people Haba dodo She say make I deh go now how I go go Kizo she geh the mana, haba go go She need security I add her mopol (fresh out) Plenty talk e no deh full basket o Sexy lady make you whine am well (haba dodo) Fanta barny wey deh burst my head o (life) Come to daddy make I do you well She go sabi shouu Con get yansh, con get yansh Which kind kaka we never see Con get yansh, con get yansh Which kind kaka we never see She go con get yee Con get Which kind kaka we never see She go con get lebelebe Con get pum Con get jiggy jiggy Con get prr

Soft spoken Don't like it loud Second hand smoker Quit at twenty five And i like the theatre empty Call me i'll text you back I'm my kinda woman That kinda woman i am My kinda woman That kinda woman i am I'm my father's daughter Look for the good in others I'd rather pass you by Don't make my way on through the crowd I look like my mother Think it's the eyes Everybody wants something Everybody wants to stand out Everybody wants something Everybody wants to stand out I'm my kinda woman That kinda woman i am My kinda woman That kinda woman i am My kinda woman That kinda woman i am My kinda woman My kinda woman My kinda woman That kinda woman i am My kinda woman My kinda woman

You might find us early sunrisin', tractor drivin', growin' your greens Stayin' alive, workin' nine to five, just livin' that American dream We're the plumbers and the preachers, the pre-care teachers, the mail man in your neighbourhood But it don't matter what we do we damn sure do it good My kinda folk buy beer on Friday get right on Saturday night We're all good people spend Sunday under steeple Come Monday we'll be right on time There oughta be a law against workin' this hard And still havin' this much fun We get it done, drink a beer, catch a fish, hunt a deer And then we'll fire up a little smoke, me and my kinda folk There's a whip of southern wind singin' And a red sun sinkin' back beneath a grove of oak trees We're takin' it slow, easy come easy go, a county road philosophy I ain't sayin' it's right, what we're livin' like but it feels pretty hard to beat Yeah, my kinda folk buy beer on Friday, get right on Saturday night We're all good people Spend Sunday under steeple, come Monday we'll be right on time There oughta be a law against workin' this hard, and still havin' this much fun We get it done, drink a beer, catch a fish, hunt a deer And then we'll fire up a little smoke, me and my kinda folk Oh, my kinda folks buy beer on Friday, get right on Saturday night We're all good people Spend Sunday under steeple, come Monday we'll be right on time There oughta be a law against workin' this hard And still havin' this much fun We get it done, drink a beer, catch a fish, hunt a deer And then we'll fire up a little smoke, me and my kinda folk Oh, me and my kinda folk

I don't mess with the monkey Let him roll right off my back I fly like a bee to the honies Turn a bar to an all out love shack Can I get an amen, a hallelujah A little splash of the Coke in my Black Jack Don't let this black-tie fool ya I'm a down home groover, a midnight mover Chorus: Give me and my bulldog Sitting on the front porch Old man Willie be banging on the G-chord Little girlfriend cooking up a chicken Sipping on the liquor, everybody listening 'Round here got the laid back low-down Little bit of Waylon, whole lot of Motown Might sound just a little bit funky But hey ya'll, that's my kind of country I ain't hearing no lip son, drag ya In the dirt like Tonka toy, boy We don't play that where i come from Hell yeah, I'm a momma's boy Give me and my bulldog Sitting on the front porch Old man Willie be banging on the G-chord Little girlfriend cooking up a chicken Sipping on the liquor, everybody listening 'Round here got the laid back low-down Little bit of Waylon, whole lot of Motown Might sound just a little bit funky But hey ya'll, that's my kind of country Give me and my bulldog Sitting on the front porch Old man Willie be banging on the G-chord Little girlfriend cooking up a chicken Sipping on the liquor, everybody listening 'Round here got the laid back low-down Little bit of Waylon, whole lot of Motown Might sound just a little bit funky But hey ya'll, that's my kind of country It's my kind of country

Now girl I know you used to the same old same But we ain't floatin' that boat, no we ain't ridin' that train Hop on my rocket ship and let's get outta here Let me put a little shimmer in your atmosphere Now let's get outta this town, outta this club Girl whatever you're sippin' I'ma mix it up Take a few tick-tocks off of your clock Put a little Third Rock in your hip-hop I got that 1994, Joe Diffie comin' out my radio I'm just a country boy with a farmer's tan So help me girl I'll be your Pick-Up Man How 'bout a night to remember and a fifth of Goose 'Bout to bust out my honky-tonk attitude A little feel good you ain't never felt before I'm talkin' 1994 Hey Joe, Joe, Joe Diffie Joe, Joe, Joe Diffie Joe, Joe, Joe Diffie Girl don't you worry, now your ship just came in So go on tell your mama, tell all your friends That your new favorite color is John Deere green Hop in this truck aka Time Machine 1994, Joe Diffie comin' out my radio I'm just a country boy with a farmer's tan So help me girl I'll be your Pick-Up Man How 'bout a night to remember and a fifth of Goose 'Bout to bust out my honky-tonk attitude A little feel good you ain't never felt before I'm talkin' 1994 Hey Joe, Joe, Joe Diffie Joe, Joe, Joe Diffie Joe, Joe, Joe Diffie Baby if you're lookin' for a good time Let me take you to the C-O-U-N-T-R-Y Now baby let's go, holler if you're with me Hey Joe, come on and teach us how to Diffie 1994, Joe Diffie comin' out my radio I'm just a country boy with a farmer's tan So help me girl I'll be your Pick-Up Man How 'bout a night to remember and a fifth of Goose 'Bout to bust out my honky-tonk attitude A little feel good you ain't never felt before I'm talkin' 1994 Hey Joe, Joe, Joe Diffie Joe, Joe, Joe Diffie Joe, Joe, Joe Diffie Will the real Joe Diffie please stand up

Ooh, thinkin' about our younger years It was only you and me We were young and wild and free Now nothin' can take you away from me We've been down that road before But that's over now You keep me comin' back for more And baby, you're all that I want When you're lyin' here in my arms I'm findin' it hard to believe, we're in Heaven And love is all that I need And I found it there in your heart It isn't too hard to see, we're in Heaven Ooh, once in your life you find someone Who will turn your world around Pick you up when you're feelin' down Yeah, nothin' could change what you mean to me Oh, there's lots that I could say But just hold me now 'Cause our love will light the way And baby, you're all that I want When you're lyin' here in my arms I'm findin' it hard to believe, we're in Heaven And love is all that I need And I found it there in your heart It isn't too hard to see, we're in Heaven Yeah And I've been waitin' for so long For somethin' to arrive True love to come along Now our dreams are comin' true Through the good times and the bad Yeah, I'll be standin' there by you, ooh-whoa And baby, you're all that I want When you're lyin' here in my arms I'm findin' it hard to believe, we're in Heaven And love is all that I need And I found it there in your heart It isn't too hard to see, we're in Heaven Whoa, ooh-whoa, oh, oh-whoa You're all that l want, you're all that need

Another corner jukebox Spinning twenty-bucks worth of songs Another almost burned-out neon sign To look at all night long Yeah, I've tried the same ol' places The midnight highs, covered all the bases You can stare at those rocks in that glass Turn 'em up but you can't turn it back 'Cause the whiskey's still gonna talk the same By three drinks in, you're gonna know her name You can hang around a brand-new crowd To kill some time Yeah, you can find A hole in the wall in any ol' town But last call still gonna shut you down No, you ain't changing her mind or changing her heart You're just changing bars Changing smoke Changing bar stools, Crown and Coke Yeah, goodbye still means gone No matter where you are You're just changing bars You ain't gonna be there long before the new wears off You're gonna find out fast That just another tab won't bring back what you lost You gonna learn that moving ain't moving on 'Cause the whiskey's still gonna talk the same By three drinks in, you're gonna know her name You can hang around a brand-new crowd To kill some time Yeah, you can find A hole in the wall in any ol' town But last call still gonna shut you down No, you ain't changing her mind or changing her heart Mm, you're just changing bars Yeah, you're just changing bars, changing smoke But there ain't nowhere she can't go 'Cause the whiskey's still gonna talk the same By three drinks in, you're gonna know her name You can hang around a brand-new crowd To kill some time Yeah, you can find A hole in the wall in any ol' town But last call still gonna shut you down No, you ain't changing her mind or changing her heart Yeah, goodbye still means gone No matter where you are Just changing bars Changing smoke Changing bar stools, Crown and Coke Yeah, you're just changing bars (yeah, goodbye still means gone) No matter where you are Mm, you're just changing bars

You like the way that sounds? Little Jimmy Jackson is jackin' up his Bronco He's gonna lay a little rubber later on at the truck pull And all the girls are getting pretty, sprayin' on the White Rain Yeah, they're gonna get a rowdy tonight Down at the football game, yeah We let it rip when we got the money Let it roll if we got the gas It gets wild, yeah, but that's the way We get down in a Hicktown Well, you can see the neighbour's butt crack nailing on his shingles And his woman's smokin', Pall Mall's watchin' Laura In galls And granny's getting lit, she's headin' out to bingo Yeah, my buddies and me are goin' muddin' Down on Blue Hole Road, ah you know, you know We let it rip when we got the money Let it roll if we got the gas It gets wild, yeah, but that's the way We get down in a Hicktown We hear folks in the city party in Martini Bars And they like to show off in their fancy foreign cars Out here in the boon docks, we buy beer at Amoco And crank our Kraco speakers with that country radio We let it rip when we got the money Let it roll if we got the gas It gets wild, yeah, but that's the way We get down Oh, oh, we let it rip when we got the money Let it roll if we got the gas It's buck wild, yeah, but that's the way We get down in a Hicktown In a Hicktown It's the way we get down In a Hicktown Yeah, in a Hicktown Ah, we ain't finished yet Got your country boys and your red neck girls It's the party heard 'round the world Right here in Hicktown, yeah, in Hicktown The whole town is gettin' down Yeah, we let it rip when we got the money Let it roll if we got the gas It's buck wild, yeah, but that's the way We get down in a Hicktown In a Hicktown It's the way we get down Ah, take it home

Looking back At the dead ends and the detours All I can do is long for a straighter line Yeah, I was lost I had no way of knowin' Where the twists and turns were goin' But sometimes you just gotta let the road wind Could have been easier? Yeah! A little smoother ride, maybe so But lying here with you Would I change one thing about that road? No I believe Things happen for a reason Even though you might not see it at the time 'Cause now I know Every plan that came unraveled Every crooked path I travelled in my life Led me here to your side Could it have been easier? Yeah A little smoother ride, maybe so But lying here with you Would I change one thing about that road? No Yeah, I finally found you Could it have been easier? Yeah A little smoother ride, maybe so But lying here with you Would I change one thing 'bout that road? It could have been easier, yeah A little smoother ride, maybe so But lying here with you Would I change one thing 'bout that road? No