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It feels like I woke up one mornin'
and it all changed without warnin'
I don't know how our paths crossed
but all I know is I've been lost
Now it's hard to think
That we were ever strangers
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Was it the wine or the moonlight glow
or the way we were dancin on that old dirt road
was it the sweet song she was singin'
or the way it all happened without even thinkin'
I've been on the edge I've been on the brink
But I don't think I've ever been this far
So yes I, whoa yes I, yes I'm in love with the girl
I talk about bein' caught off guard
Talk about an old boy fallin' hard
Think about a few weeks flyin' by
and talk about losin' track of time
Now I'm countin' every second until I see her
[Chorus]
Was it the wine or the moonlight glow
or the way we were dancin on that old dirt road
was it the sweet song she was singin'
or the way it all happened without even thinkin'
I've been on the edge I've been on the brink
But I don't think I've ever been this far
So yes I, whoa yes I, yes I'm in love with the girl
I was cool with hangin around
Now I got plans bigger than this town
Sayin things I ain't never said
and bein with her ever chance I get
Heard the old man say son when you know
Hold on tight and don't let go
So yes I, whoa yes I, yes I'm in love with the girl
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We got beer, and a tub,
And some good lookin' girls
Dressed to the nights,
Lookin' for a good time
Jacked up trucks
Stacked in thick
White rocks stuck
In the mud grips
And a big 'ole bouncer at the door
But don't show him your I.D.
And don't you dare step out on the floor
If you ain't here to party
You picked the wrong place
You picked the wrong Friday night
If you ain't here to party
You'll be missin' out on the
Best damn time of your life
So go on and throw your card down
Knock a shot out
And get yourself in the zone
Yeah, you might as well go on
And head your ass back home
If you ain't here to party
There's a little 'ole Louisiana band
Playin' a swampy jam and brown sugar tans
Lookin' so fine shakin' that thang
In the zydeco cage and purple rain
Raise your drink up in the air
And everybody sing along..
Man, you're here all alone
If you ain't here to party
You picked the wrong place
You picked the wrong Friday night
If you ain't here to party
You'll be missin' out on the
Best damn time of your life
So go on and throw your card down
Knock a shot out
And get yourself in the zone
Yeah, you might as well go on
And carry your ass back home
If you ain't here to party
If you ain't here to party
You picked the wrong place
You picked the wrong Friday night
If you ain't here to party
You'll be missin' out on the
Best damn time of your life
So go on and pick someone out
Maybe make out
And get their number in your phone
Man, the only way that you'll be
Goin' home alone is
If you ain't here to party
Yeah, you better be here to party
Yeah, we're all here to party
Yeah, we're all here to party
Throw your keys on the bar
You ain't drivin' your car
You're here with me
That's how it's gonna be
'Cause we're here to party, baby
Yeah, yeah whoa
If you ain't here to party
You picked the wrong Friday night
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There's a fifty-fifty chance
That the room ain't ready
Odds are, the cooler's too heavy,
To tote down to the beach all by myself
I'd be willing to bet,
By the end of the week
I'll pass out in room 319
And to round up all my clothes
I might need a little help
But it's a shore thing,
The sun will be shinning,
On my cold drink,
And I'll be lying
On a miller light towel
Havin' happy hour
All day long in the sand
We may never sleep
We may never leave
Raise too much hell
Never make bail
But in the morning it'll be alright
Cause it's a shore thing
We're getting tore down tonight
I think it's safe to say
I'll make a few new friends
Take us out at a bar
Throw a beer on the band
Toss down head into a parking lot road
And I wouldn't be surprised
If my ex shows up
Huggin' all over some dude in his truck
I guess down here
That's the way things go
But I'll be fine
Cause all I know
It's a shore thing,
The sun will be shinning,
On my cold drink,
And I'll be lying
On a miller light towel
Havin' happy hour
All day long in the sand
We may never sleep
We may never leave
Raise too much hell
Never make bail
But in the morning it'll be alright
Cause it's a shore thing
We're getting tore down tonight
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Girl I'll be over there
With my buddies drinkin' beer
If you need me, come and get me
When you hear our song
In a little while
When you're ready shoot me that smile
That way I'll know, that its time to go
You got your buzz on
We won't ever look as good as we do now
So let's take another shot, drink another round
Hug on one another, talk about each other
Stay until they kick us out
Nothin' like love in a college town
All the rumors fly
Did you here who hooked up last night?
Thought she was all about, cause all she talked about
Was some old boy back home
There's old what's-his-name
He just can't seem to graduate
Hittin' on the new crop, buyin' em lemon drops
Man that's just wrong!
We won't ever look as good as we do now
So let's take another shot, drink another round
Hug on one another, talk about each other
Stay until they kick us out
Feels like love in a college town
I'm gonna fail this test
Thinking ‘bout your dress
Layin' on my floor
Runnin' out the door
8.8 BAC, that sounds good to me!
We won't ever look as good as we do now
So let's give it one more shot
Baby how's that sound?
Hug on one another, kiss on each other
In the morning we can chalk it down
As love in a college town
Gotta' love love in a college town
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