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Written by Brad Paisley & Chris DuBois
I've got some big news
The bank finally came through
And I'm holding the keys to
My brand new Chevrolet
Have you been outside
It sure is a nice night
How 'bout a little test drive
Down by the lake
There's a place I know about
Where the dirt road runs out
We can try out the four wheel drive
Come on now, what do you say
Girl, I can hardly wait
To get a little mud on the tires
Chorus:
'Cause it's a good night
To be out there soaking up the moonlight
Stake out a little piece of shoreline
I've got the perfect place in mind
It's in the middle of nowhere
Only one way to get there
You gotta get a little mud on the tires
Moonlight on a duck blind
Catfish on a trout line
Sun sets about nine
This time of year
We can throw a blanket down
Crickets singing in the background
And more stars than you can count
On a night this clear
I tell you what we need to do
Is grab a sleeping bag or two
And build us a little campfire
And then with a little luck
We might just get stuck
Let's get a little mud on the tires
Chorus
And then with a little luck
We might just get stuck
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Written by Brad Paisley
Someday I'm gonna be famous
Do I have talent ... well ... no
These days you don't really need it
Thanks to reality shows
Can't Wait to date a supermodel
Can't Wait to sue my dad
Can't wait to wreck a Ferrari
On my way to rehab
Chorus:
'Cause when you're a Celebrity
It's adios reality
You can act just like a fool
People think you're cool
Just 'cause your on TV
I can throw A major fit
When my latte isn't just how I like it
They say I've gone insane
I'll blame it on the fame
And the pressures that it goes with
Being a Celebrity
uh huh
I get to cry to Barbara Walters
When Things don't go my way
I'll get community service
No matter which law I break
I'll make the supermarket tabloids
They'll write some awful stuff
But the more they run my name down
THE MORE MY PRICE GOES UP
Chorus:
'Cause when you're a Celebrity
It's adios reality
No matter what you do
People think you're cool
Just 'cause you're on TV
I can fall in and out of love
Have marriages that barely last a month
When they go down the drain
I'll blame it on fame
And say it's just so tough
Being a Celebrity
So let's hitch up the wagons and head out west
To the land of fun in the sun
We'll be real world bachelors
Jackass Millionaires
Hey, Hey, Hollywood
Here we come!
Chorus:
Yeah, When you're a Celebrity
It's adios reality
No matter what you do
People think you're cool
Just cause you're on tv
...Being a Celebrity
...Yeah Celebrity
...uh-huh
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(Don Sampson/Wynn Varble)
I like kickin' back on the sofa
Flippin' through the channels just to see what's on
I enjoy eatin' eggs over easy
Soppin' up with a biscuit 'til the yellow's gone
Chorus
Ain't nothin' like watchin' a bunch of young'ns
Run screamin' through the sprinkler in their little bare feet
And ain't nothin' like finding twenty dollars
In the pocket of the britches that you wore last week
I get into getting out on my mower
In the early mornin' hours 'fore the sun gets hot
And I like goin' down to the Kroger
When the carnival comes to the parkin' lot
2nd Chorus
Ain't nothin' like throwing a hula popper
Draggin' it across a spot a big 'un oughta be
And ain't nothin' like having him for supper
With some good hush puppies and some sweet iced tea
Bridge
This old world is full of simple pleasures
They're all good but some are better
3rd Chorus
Ain't nothin' like finding that woman
That you know you're gonna love for the rest of your life
And ain't nothin' like knowing the Lord's a comin'
Back one day to make you want to do right
Repeat 1st chorus
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Well I'll never forget the first time that I heard
that pretty mouth say that dirty word
And I can't even remember now
what she backed my truck into
but she covered her mouth
and her face got red
and she just looked so darn cute
That I couldn't
Even act like
I was mad
Yeah I live for
little moments
like that
That's like just last year on my birthday
She lost all track of time and burnt the cake
And every smoke detector
in the house was going off
And she was just about to cry until I took her in my arms
And I tried not
To let her see
me laugh
Yeah I live for
little moments
like that
I know she's not perfect but she tries so hard for me
And I thank God that she isn't
cause how boring would that be
It's the little imperfections
It's the sudden change of plans
when she misreads the directions
and we're lost but holding hands
Yeah I live for little moments like that
When she's layin on my shoulder
on the sofa in the dark
and about the time she falls asleep
so does my right arm
and I want so bad to move it cause it's tingling and it's numb
she looks so much like an angel
that I don't wanna wake her up
yeah I live for little moments
when she steals my heart again and doesn't even know it
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(Chris DuBois/Brad Paisley/Kelley Lovelace)
There ain't a woman in the world that wants to hear the word yes
When she asks if you think that she looks chubby in that dress
And if she cooks all day you better eat it with a smile
It doesn't matter if it tastes just like bad gravy on a Goodyear tire
Yeah, yeah, yeah all right so you bend the truth
Yeah, yeah, yeah that's somethin' that you'll have to get use to
Chorus
'Cause that's love you'll see
We all commit a little bit of perjury
Ah but that's no crime if you ask me, that's love
You're starin' at a burnt steak
You bite the bullet and you clean your plate
And then you go on and on about how great it was
That's not a lie, that's love
Well it's the very same thing that she does for you
When she doesn't bring up the fifteen pounds that you need to lose
And every time she runs her fingers through your hair
And she says she kinda likes the way there's not as much of it there
Yeah, yeah, yeah well all right so she bends the truth
Yeah, yeah, yeah that's somethin' that you have to get use to
Repeat chorus
Yeah, yeah, yeah well all right so you bend the truth
Yeah, yeah, yeah that's somethin' that you'll both gonna do
'Cause that's love you'll see
We all commit a little bit of perjury
You say I like it when your momma comes to visit us
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(Brad Paisley)
You used to say you wanted someone to know you inside out
And as I look back on things well congratulations baby
Somebody knows you now
All of this time you told me you wished that you could figure yourself out
You say you're still a mystery but no not really not to me
Yeah somebody knows you now
Chorus
I got a hundred bucks that says right now your hair's up in a clip
Your socks don't quite match and you're bitin' your lip
I can finish your thoughts or pick the right restaurants
Even order for you 'fore you sit down
Yeah somebody knows you now
So no matter where you life's path leads
Remember me somehow
And feel a little warm inside knowin' that somewhere tonight
Somebody knows you now
Well baby all your mystery
Like you and me is history
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(Chris DuBois/Chris Wallin)
Well you're the first car in an hour or so
I'm glad you stopped in, it's sure been slow around here today
Just like every day
Well I couldn't help but notice your California plates
And I thought I recognized that name on your credit card
You're a movie star
I can't wait to get back home and tell all my buddies
That I met one of the most famous people in the country
Chorus
Well, I only go to movies when I'm down in Bowling Green
And cable don't come out this far so I never watch TV
I know you played in something but I'm gonna need some help
Hey wait, weren't you in Cannonball Run, no, oh well
Allow me to introduce myself
My name ain't John, this is somebody else's greasy shirt my name's Kurt
This is the town that I grew up in
I've never seen L.A., the closest I've been to Hollywood is Hollywood
But when you get back to Beverly Hills, you can tell all your buddies
That you met one of the most famous people in the country
Chorus
'Cause I caught the record small mouth down on Kentucky Lake
And I threw the winning touchdown pass the night that we won state
And I'm still signing autographs after all these years
Oh, yeah I guess I'm gonna need yours, sign um here
I've been thinking about doing some acting someday
If I ever do make it out to L.A., can I give you a shout
Maybe crash on your couch
If you hear of any roles that are floating around
That would put me and Ashley Judd makin' out in a steamy love scene
I'd work pretty cheap
If the phones are down, just ask around you'll get a hold of me
'Cause I'm one of the most famous people in the country
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(Brad Paisley/Chris DuBois/Kelley Lovelace)
Chorus
Hold me in your arms just see how it feels
Don't make me wait forever just because you know I will
Don't leave me hangin', wishin', waitin', hopin' that you'll call
Darlin' hold me in your arms and let me fall
You've got reservations, well darlin' so do I
But mine are at a restaurant six-thirty Friday night
I swear you won't regret it if you agree to go
Just do me one small favor before you tell me no
Repeat chorus
When you go out shopping you try on brand new clothes
To see if something fits or not there's just one way to know
Why's it any different when someone asks you out
You might as well just try me on before you turn me down
Repeat chorus
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(Featuring Alison Krauss)
(Bill Anderson/Jon Randall)
She put him out like the burnin' end of a midnight cigarette
She broke his heart he spent his whole life tryin' to forget
We watched him drink his pain away a little at a time
But he never could get drunk enough to get her off his mind
Until the night
1st Chorus
He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger
And finally drank away her memory
Life is short but this time it was bigger
Than the strength he had to get up off his knees
We found him with his face down in the pillow
With a note that said I'll love her till I die
And when we buried him beneath the willow
The angels sang a whiskey lullaby
(Sing lullaby)
The rumors flew but nobody knew how much she blamed herself
For years and years she tried to hide the whiskey on her breath
She finally drank her pain away a little at a time
But she never could get drunk enough to get him off her mind
Until the night
2nd Chorus
She put that bottle to her head and pulled the trigger
And finally drank away his memory
Life is short but this time it was bigger
Than the strength she had to get up off her knees
We found her with her face down in the pillow
Clinging to his picture for dear life
We laid her next to him beneath the willow
While the angels sang a whiskey lullaby
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Written by Jerry Salley & Chris Stapleton
Finally got that promotion I worked hard to get
One that came with a company car
When they gave me the keys they said son you can bet
Keep it up and you'll really go far
Chorus:
But what good is all that knowin'
The best thing that I had goin'
Is gone
My good friends come around to hang out now and then
And they joke, man you've sure got it hard
With this house on the hill and a white picket fence
And the grass sure is green in the yard
Chorus
Well I squandered my time trying to buy everything
Gave her all that I thought she deserved
Now I know all the things that she wanted were free
And I should have been home holdin' her
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(Brad Paisley)
Well I'm a sucker for fine Cuban cigars
The problem is I can't afford 'em
But last year I went and got myself a whole box
And just to be safe I insured 'em
Chorus
I took out a policy against fire and theft
And then I hurried home
With a thirty-cent lighter I sat on my back steps
And I smoked 'em one by one
Two weeks later I went to see that insurance man
And I handed in my claim
With a straight face I told him that through a series of small fires
They'd all gone up in flames
2nd Chorus
They reviewed my case and they had no choice
But to pay me for what I'd done
And I took that check and bought a whole new box
And I smoked 'em one by one
Two weeks later this detective shows up
Tells me that company's pressin' charges
One speedy trial later they locked me up
On twenty-four separate counts of arson
3rd Chorus
And now I sit and I stare at a blank brick wall
Lookin' back on what I've done
To pass the time I've got some ten-cent cigars
And I smoke 'em one by one
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Written by Brad Paisley
You over think things
You say what if we're not meant to be
Well you know what so what
Make a mistake with me
Nobody goes through this life and does
Everything perfectly
We're all gonna fail so you might as well
Make a mistake with me
Bridge:
Sometimes baby when we take
A chance that has this much at stake
We look back and in hindsight
What seemed wrong looks more like right
So I say worst case we'll be left with
Lots of good memories
This chance we have well it's worth that
So make a mistake with me
I'm tellin' you the right thing to do
Is make a mistake
Make a mistake
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(Hank Cochran/Dean Dillon/Vern Gosdin)
Is it raining at your house like it's raining at mine
Do you miss me like I miss you, is it cloudy all the time
Do you tremble when the phone rings and you think I'm on the line
Is it raining at your house like it's raining at mine
1st Chorus
Does it thunder and lightnin' even when the sun shines
Is it raining at your house like it's raining at mine
Is it raining at your place just like it is over here
If it is then sweetheart like me I know you're scared
I just called you to console you like any old friend would do
Is it raining at your house and by the way I still love you
Repeat Chorus
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(Traditional)
Tempted and tried we're oft made to wonder
Why it should be thus all the day long
While there are others living about us
Never molested though in the wrong
Chorus
Farther along we'll know all about it
Farther along we'll understand why
Cheer up my brother live in the sunshine
We'll understand it all by and by
When death has come and taken our loved ones
It leaves our home so lonely and drear
And then do we wonder why others prosper
Living so wicked year after year
Repeat Chorus
When we see Jesus coming in glory
When he comes down from his home in the sky
Then we shall meet him in that bright mansion
We'll understand it all by and by
Repeat Chorus
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The what?
(Brad)(The Kung Pao Buffet Buckaroos)
Kung pao
(Brad) yeah...it's Chinese
The kung cow
(Brad) The Kung Pao
Huh?
(Brad) The Kung Pao Buffet
The Kung Cow (Kung Pao)
(Brad) The Kung Cow alright
The Kung Pao Buckraroos Cafe' (Buffet)
Tune in next time
(Brad) For the adventures of
For the adventures of
(Brad) The Kung Pao Buckaroo Buffet
The Kung Pao Buffaroo Campaign
Lollol ( Campaign Buffet)
(Brad) Buffet
Buffet
Let me do, let me do that line over again
Can I do it
(Brad) yeah, yeah
The Kung Cow (Kung Pao)
The Kung
What the hell's a matter with me
Just that, that it's Chinese
Just, just a minute
Kung Pao
The Kung Cow
The Kung Pao Buckaroo Buffet....lol
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