1. |
Headstands
03:20
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Used to be your own man
Stuck to your own plan
Kept to your own time
Did it on your own dime
Now you’re putting on a new face
Moving at new pace
Lightin’ up a new scene
Bowin’ to a new queen
And I say hey, hey, what do you say?
You shuck and you jive when she lookin’ your way
Ooh, ohh, what do you do?
She got you doing headstands
You were headin’ for a breakdown
She caught you on a rebound
Showed a little backside
And hit you like landslide
She got you in a deep freeze
Put you down on your knees
Got all up in your kitchen
Became your new religion
And I say hey, hey, what do you say?
You shuck and you jive when she lookin’ your way
Ooh, ohh, what do you do?
She got you doing headstands
Yes, yes, she shimmy that dress
You're walkin' real tall like you wanna impress
Oh, no, where’d ya go?
She got you doing headstands
Who's that girl got you running around
Got you upside down
Acting like a wannabe?
Tell me who’s that daisy driving you crazy?
I’m thinking she looks just a little like me
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2. |
No Honor
03:21
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You don’t honor me when you weave your way to the back door
You don’t honor me when your take home pay don’t make it home
You don’t honor me when you say what you’re really thinkin’
You don’t honor me when you prevaricate like you ain’t been drinkin’
Mama didn't raise no fool
You don’t honor me
When you say her name while I wash your face
When you sleep all night in your moth-eaten chaise
When you say it’ll be the last time
When you make me say I believe you
(No honor) You ain’t no king
(No honor) But you got that thing
(No honor) That makes me wanna stay
Cuz when the sun comes up and the boots come off
You can make it all up in the morning
I don’t honor you when I dance on the bar like I’m Coyote Ugly
I don’t honor you when I post a bathroom selfie
I don’t honor you when I hang on the boys like an old t-shirt
I don’t honor you when I pass out face down in the dirt
(No honor) I ain’t no queen
(No honor) I'm like your nicotine
(No honor) You just can’t keep away
Cuz when the sun comes up and the boots come off
I can make it all up in the morning
You got leftovers in the fridge
The bills are on the table
I went out for just a smidge
Be home soon as I'm able I'm
(Don't wait up)
(No honor) You ain’t no king
(No honor) But you got that thing
(No honor) That makes me stay
(No honor) I ain’t no queen
(No honor) I'm like your nicotine
(No honor) You just can’t keep away
Cuz when the lights go down and the whiskey flows
Ain’t no time for honor, everybody knows
But come time when the rooster crows
We can make it all up in the morning
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3. |
Giving Up On You
03:46
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The 1449 commuter out of Memphis
Last one off the train and it’s not you
In my F150 I got a six pack and some takeout
Looks like it’s gonna be just me and the moon again
You know your words drip out like honey
Too sweet to believe
And I’ve become a tragic figure in this story that you weave
But now I’m giving up on you
So do what you want to
Go where you need to
Cuz I’m giving up on you
And your alibis
You say that you want me
You tell me you need me
You whisper I’m the only one
But those are lies
I got your body on my mind and your picture in a locket
I got your toothbrush, your daddy’s watch, and your laundry to do
I got the first love note you wrote me folded right here in my pocket
I got all your late night promises but I ain’t got you
And I hate myself for always tryin’ to see your better side
But I know myself
I know I gave enough to say I tried
I’m giving up on you
Now there's been too many years
That I won't be getting back
And I’ve cried too many tears
Down these many miles of track
I've been waiting for an angel
On this godforsaken line
Damn that 1449
I’m giving up on you
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4. |
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You know I wear high heels to the grocery and a mini skirt in church
I got a pocket full of charm, a little attitude in my purse
I won’t set foot outside my door without putting on my face
I’m the girl that you wanna be and the woman that you love to hate
I’m gonna shake what my momma gave me
Gonna flaunt what I know I got
Cuz I was born to play the game
And I’m gonna come out on top
I’m gonna shake what my momma gave me
Ain’t nobody gonna make me stop
You'd best not try to tame me
Gonna shake what my momma gave me
Shake what my momma gave me, yeah
Shake, shake, what my momma gave me
I sleep with my brassiere on just like Marylin Monroe
I keep perfume in my glovebox cuz you never know
My lips are always glistening like I just bit a Georgia peach
You might think I got a head that’s full of air, but let me tell you this blonde ain’t bleach
I’m gonna shake what my momma gave me
Gonna flaunt what I know I got
Cuz I was born to play the game
And I’m gonna come out on top
I’m gonna shake what my momma gave me
Ain’t nobody gonna make me stop
No ya don't dare try to shame me
Gonna shake what my momma gave me
Shake what my momma gave me, yeah
Shake, shake (what my momma gave me)
Ain’t not fakin’ the way she’s shakin’ everybody feel the room get hot mom
In the tight blue jean damn near obscene boys are thinking 'bout you know what
Her eyes say eat your heart out boys, she hit you like a whiskey straight
She more tasty looking than a momma’s cooking, don’t you wanna fill up your plate
Gonna watch her shake
I’m gonna shake what my momma gave me
Gonna flaunt what I know I got
Cuz life’s too short to play it safe
And I wanna go out on top
I’m gonna shake (pause) what my momma gave me
Cuz it ain’t your job to save me
It ain’t your job to save me
It ain’t your job to save me
Gonna shake what my momma gave me, yeah
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I bet you were a tall drink of water when you walked into this place seven hours ago
But ten drinks later, just look at your face, three sheets and they’re ready to blow
The lights are barely on in this bar but I can see what you’re
Thinkin’ that your chances look up the more you’re drinking
So belly on up and throw another one down
And keep telling yourself you’re the man
But it ain't your night, mister
And I ain’t your woman
Cuz I ain’t as easy as you drink I am
Now boys it goes to the muscles, hey yeah, and some boys it goes to the head
And sometimes it goes to that particular place that makes 'em think your boots belong by their bed
You think you’re some kinda juke joint king
You can buy me a drink but I ain't givin' up a thing
So belly on up and throw another one down
And keep telling yourself you’re the man
But it ain't your night, mister no
And I ain’t your woman
Cuz I ain’t as easy as you drink I am
I ain’t as easy as you drink I am
So belly on up and throw another one down
And turn on the charm if you can
But this ain't your night, mister
And I ain’t your woman
Cuz I ain’t as easy as you drink I am
You're spitting out words like some clumsy Casanova and thinking that you got me impressed
Something 'bout your truck and your dog and your momma with your eyes tattooed on my chest
You’re gonna wake up with devil and pay for your sin
But this time tomorrow you can run it back again
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6. |
Within You
04:04
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When your world’s on fire
And you can barely breathe
And your feet burn hot on the bed of the earth beneath
You gotta be cooler
You gotta be cooler
Just let it flow and you will know
The peace of mind that you’re aching for is within you
When the gravity pulls
So hard you can barely stand
And your legs feel like they’re sinking in sand
You gotta stand taller
You gotta stand taller
Take some time to steel and you will feel
All the strength that you’re yearning for is within you
It’s all within you
In your soul
And the path you take
The life you make
Is all in your control
It’s all within you everywhere you go
When the sky’s so dark
You can barely see
Not a single star to light your way back to me
You gotta search harder
You gotta search harder
Even if you were blind you would find
The one true path that you’re looking for is within you
It’s all within you in your soul
And the path you take
The life you make
Is all in your control
And there’s just one more thing I want you to know
When you’re all alone
And you feel so small
And life has got your back up against the wall
You gotta look deeper
You gotta look deeper
Let your heart be free and you will see
The one true love that you’re looking for is within you
One true love inside of you
One true love all over you
One true love because I’m within you too
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7. |
We Need a New Love Song
03:30
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Never heard anyone sing about how they started a band on their very first date
How he’s always stealing the food that’s on her plate
There’s never been a song about how they stayed in their hotel room for 3 days straight
And in 13 years they’ve never once been late
How he tells one joke and it’s obscene
How they share one lucky slot machine
How she hid a burnt dinner under their bed
Wrote him letters to read when she is dead
All the songs they play are all cliche
There’s only one way to write this wrong
We’re gonna need a new love song
Yeah, yeah, we need a new love song
Yeah, yeah, we need a new love song
Cuz we never found the right one
If we really wanna sing along
Then baby we can write our own
We can write our own love song
Never heard anyone sing about how he read his favorite book right over her shoulder
How she steals the covers when it gets colder
There’s never been a song about how they played board games like it’s world war three
How she made him buy a twelve foot Christmas tree
How she tore his shirt on New Year’s Eve
How misspelled words are their pet peeve
How he hides his whiskey in the fridge
What they did that night on the Governor’s bridge
All the tunes they sing are not our thing
And we’re done tryin’ to sing along
We really need a new love song
Yeah, yeah, we need a new love song
Yeah, yeah, we need a new love song
Cuz we never found the right one
If we really want to sing along
Then baby we can write our own
We can write our own love song
This ain’t no silly little love song
It ain’t no song sung blue
This ain’t no Elton John
It ain’t what Hank would do
It’s just a love song written for me and you
We need a new love song
Yeah, yeah, we need a new love song
Yeah, yeah, we need a new love song
Cuz we never found the right one
So let’s write our own love song
Yeah, yeah, we’ll write our own love song
Yeah, yeah, we’re gonna write our own love song
Cuz we never found the right one
And if we really wanna sing along
Then baby we can write our own
We can write our own love song
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8. |
Let Me Be Me
02:54
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Girl you’d be adorable if you would cut your hair
Girl you could fit in if you would change the clothes you wear
Girl you’d have more friends if you’d pretend you’re having fun
Girl you’d have a boy if you’d learn to bite your tongue
Well you only read the cover
Never knew me through and through
If you did then you’d discover
There’s more to me than you
So won’t you let me be
Let me be me
Said let me be
Let me be me
Cuz you only see what you want to see
So just let me be
Let me be me
Baby you’d be prettier if you would only smile
Baby you’d be tighter if you’d run another mile
Baby you’d be happier if you’d pop a pill
Baby you’d a had a ring if knew how to chill
You think you know me inside out
But you ain’t got a clue
If you did then you would know
There’s more to me than you
Your black and white world could never capture me
Cuz I got so many colors that you’ll never see
So now I gotta break, gotta break free
Don't care what you think
Don't care what you do
Ain't no dirty secret
There's more to me than you
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9. |
Toe the Mason Dixon Line
03:28
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You can't choose your family or where it is that you come from
But if your heart calls out for country you can go and get you some
Just cuz they call you Yankee don't mean you don't belong
Cuz the redneck in you comes alive when they play that country song
So if you're drinking a Martini but you want an ice cold beer
Just show your country sassafras and get your ass down here
And if you're driving a Mercedes but you wish it was a truck
Take a drive down 95 cuz we don't give a damn
You am what you am
You'll be whistling Dixie in good time
When you toe the Mason Dixon line
No you can't choose your name, and you can't choose your maker
But you can't put your boots down in the ground of a small town country acre
Just cuz they called 'em rebels don't mean no choosing sides
Cuz a country heart beats keeping time nationwide
So if you say you guys when you really mean y'all
You can say whatever's on your mind if you say it with a drawl
If you're nibblin on some sushi but you're craving shrimp and grits
Just belly up in this honky tonk cuz we don't give two hoots
Go and get yourself some boots
And step along that old grapevine
Toe the Mason Dixon line
You can't choose your family
Or where it is that you come from
So if your head's in New York City but your heart's in Tennessee
You're never more than a country mile from where you're meant to be
And if you wish your suit and tie was a t-shirt and a cap
You can show the world what God gave you
Cuz we don't give a lick
Down here in the sticks
In the sweet shade of southern pine
Everything will be just fine
You know you’ll find your peace of mind
When you toe the Mason Dixon line
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10. |
Hang My Cross
03:52
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You give me all you got and a little bit more
You hold my hand, you hold my door
You turn my water into wine
You light my way when the sun don’t shine
You answer my call any time of day
You listen to every word I say
You tell me I’m right when you know I’m wrong
You wait for me no matter how long
And I may be a mystery
Cuz your best is never enough
I got a complicated history
And I can play a little rough
When I make you prove your love
I’m gonna hang my cross on you
Boy, you know I’m gonna hang in my cross on you in
I’m gonna hang my cross on you
Whatcha gonna do?
You carry the weight, boy, looks damn good on you
You pick me up when I fall down (ain’t that enough?)
You put me together when I break down (ain’t that enough?)
Your ready for me every day of the week (ain’t that enough?)
So much lovin’ my legs get weak (ain’t that enough?)
We all got our scars we pick up along the way
And you can promise me the stars
But if you’re wantin’ me to stay there’s a game we gotta play
Don’t you wonder what you got yourself into?
I know I treat you bad but no one wants you like I do
So let me hang my cross on you
I know you never cheated, I know you never lied
Now stand up tall, put your arms out wide
Your love is sanctified
Your faith is justified
You give me your heart, you give me your pride
Even the tears you’ve cried
Ten feet tall, eight feet wide
You’re gonna be crucified
Carry that weight, boy, looks damn good on you
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11. |
Undiscovered
04:28
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There’s a girl in New York City
She lives all alone
Punches the clock every day
Works her hands to the bone
But when the lights go down it’s a different world
She takes out her brushes, she captures the colors
Puts them down on the paper
You’d swear God had done it himself
And she’s destined to be, destined to be undiscovered
She’s destined to be, destined to be undiscovered
So many people and so many miles in between
So many signals, how can we know what they all mean?
So many times we appear to look right through each other
How do we sleep when so much remains undiscovered?
Across town there’s a quiet man
He says he can heal with the touch of a hand
But no one believes him till the moment they need him the most
And around the corner there’s a widowed wife
She says she can see into the afterlife
But nobody pays her mind
To them she’s only a ghost
And they are destined to be, destined to be undiscovered
They are destined to be, destined to be undiscovered
So many people and so many miles in between
So many signals, how can we know what they all mean?
So many times we appear to look right through each other
How do we sleep when so much remains undiscovered?
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12. |
Why Do I Think About You
03:12
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I never liked your music
Never liked your voice
Never liked the way you acted like one of them boys
I never liked your mama
Never liked your friends
Never liked your damn Mercedes-Benz
No we never had a heart to heart
Never got off to a good start
So why do I think about you?
When they pour my drink just a little too strong
Why do I think about you?
And the radio plays that Emmylou song
Why do I think about you?
And I catch myself singing along
Why do I think about you?
Why do I?
Why do I?
I never liked the way you dressed
Never liked your hair
Never liked the way you’re always putting on airs
Never liked your half smile
Never liked your walk
Never liked the way you talk just to hear yourself talk
No we never saw eye to eye
Never got on each other’s good side
So why do I think about you?
When I wrap myself in my covers at night
Why do I think about you?
And the moon lights up my room just right
Why do I think about you?
And I hold my pillow just a little too tight
Why do I think about you?
Why do I?
Why do I?
How did you get under my skin
How did you get into my bed
Why you always on my mind
When will you get out of my head?
So why do I think about you?
When they pour my drink just a little too strong
Why do I think about you?
And the radio plays that Emmylou song
Why do I think about you?
And I catch myself singing along
Why do I think about you?
Why do I?
Why do I?
So why do I think about you?
When I slip down under my covers at night
Why do I think about you?
And the moon lights up my room just right
Why do I think about you?
And I hold my pillow just a little too tight
Why do I think about you?
Why do I?
Why do I?
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13. |
Up In Smoke
05:20
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All these plans up in smoke
They were real to me
Were they real to you
Or was it all just a joke
Please, please, please
I'm down here on my knees
Won't you grab the wheel one last time
Let it roll
It's a funny thing about fortune
If it ever looks your way
You can take all your gold
And get a good hold
But somehow it slips away
You might get caught up in the thick of things
You might get caught up in yourself
But don't let the one thing that is real to you
Slip away to somebody else
Now I'm getting tired of talking
And you're tired of listening too
And we're good and tired of each other
There's only one thing left to do
All of those dreams and all of those schemes
I guess it's time we finally awoke
And burn it all up in smoke
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Southpaw New Jersey
Recording artist Southpaw blasts out of the gate with their debut album,
"Unhitched."
Based in New Jersey, Southpaw brings a distinctive north-meets-south edge to country music.
Lead singer Christine Radlmann is a tour-de-force, delivering gripping vocal performances, complemented by the infectious grooves and hooks of guitarist Colin McConnell and keyboardist Sean Garnhart.
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