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Adam Gregory Album



2006
1.
2.
Really Love Someone
3.
4.
5.
6.
7.
8.
Twister Girl
9.
One Breath from a Heartache
10.
Don't Send the Invitation
11.
12.
Walking with the Man
. . .


my best friend called me
he said I'm headed to a party
he asked me if I wanna come along
well I'm on
put on my worn out blue jeans
they've got a hole in the left knee
but they've never ever done me wrong
so wrong
I hope that when I get there I will meet the one
who'll make the earth start shakin' and poundin' like a drum

hey giddyup get ready let's get it on
and we'll be one-step, two-step, three-step dancin, then we'll party all night long
and we'll be goin strong
we'll set the night on fire until the break of dawn
giddyup get ready let's get it on

from the moment that I saw her
my eyes kept lookin over
to me she looked just like a cherry pie
oh my my
she said "welcome to the party"
I said "girl you talkin to me? could it be that its my luck night?"
that's right
and with one kiss I knew
that she would be the one
who'd make the earth start shakin' and poundin' like a drum

hey giddyup get ready let's get it on
and we'll be one-step, two-step, three-step dancin, then we'll party all night long
and we'll be goin strong
we'll set the night on fire until the break of dawn
giddyup get ready let's get it on

and with one kiss I knew
that she would be the one
who'd make the earth start shakin' and poundin' like a drum

g-g-g-g-g-g-g-g-giddyup get ready let's get it on
and we'll be one-step, two-step, three-step dancin, then we'll party all night long
and we'll be goin strong
we'll set the night on fire until the break of dawn
giddyup get ready let's get it on

. . .

Really Love Someone

[No lyrics]

. . .


i woke up got outta bed
looked in the mirror
and my eyes were red
thinkin' where were you last night
mama called from downstairs
you better get running or you're gonna be late
so i took a pair of dirty jeans from the laundry pile
grabed the milk and the cheerios
i wolfed it it down in a minute or so
saying we're gonna talk tonight

well, chill out, let it go
it's no big deal mom but if you say so
i'll do a little better next time
i'll cut the grass and wash the car
for twenty dollars from the peanut butter jar
and just one kiss, bye bye!

you don't pay the bills and you don't pay rent
your friends come over
and you let them in
then you eat out of house and
home sweet home of mine,
that's right
i looked at mom as she shook her head and said
hey mom i'm gonna make my bed
well, "you just ain't no son of mine", mamma said
thanks mom can i borrow the car
our little lak sure helped a lot
i'll have it back in the parking lot
without a scratch this time

well, chill out, let it go
it's no big mom but if you say so
i'll do a little better next time
i'll cut the grass and wash the car
for twenty dollars from the peanut butter jar
and just one kiss, bye bye!

i turned the key and i backed up slow
with merle haggard on the radio
put it in drive and i let it go
squealin' out of sight

well, chill ot, let it go
it's no big deal mom but if you say so
i'll do a little better next time
i'll cut the grass wash the car
for twenty dollars from the peanut butter jar
and just one kiss, bye bye!

. . .


I turned out the lights
Layed down my pride
But she never said goodnight to me

She just closed her eyes
And waited while I watch her just fall asleep
So tell me why, oh why?
If there just aint a cloud in the sky?
Why? Oh why?
If feels like rain
It just feels like rain baby

Everyday day and every night
I try and I try to just be youre everything
The light of your life
That you hold on so tight
To protect you from anything

So tell me why, oh why?
If there just aint a cloud in the sky?
Why? Oh why?
If feels like rain
It just feels like rain darling
If feels like rain
It just feels like rain

If we hold on to something
If we just let it slide
We can make it to everything
Cause baby youre all that i want
Youre all that I want little darling

So tell me why, oh why?
If there just aint a cloud in the sky?
Why? Oh why?
If feels like rain
It just feels like rain darling
If feels like rain
It just feels like rain

. . .


Cant find no comfort in this house
In every room I feel a chill
I wanna knock that clock down off the wall
Cause I got too much time to kill

The kitchen faucet still leaks
I hear a slow and steady drip
Reminds me of the things I shouldve done
And why its too late too fix

I dont wanna love you anymore
I dont wanna love you anymore
I dont wanna see you leave everytime I close my eyes
I dont wanna hear you whisper one more sad goodbye
I dont wanna miss your touch in the middle of the night
And I just wanna shut that door
Dont wanna love you anymore

I found that button that you lost
It was underneath the bed
And I remember how beautiful you looked
Unbuttoning that dress

I dont wanna love you anymore
I dont wanna see you leave everytime I close my eyes
I dont wanna hear you whisper one more sad goodbye
I dont wanna miss your touch in the middle of the night
And I just wanna shut that door
Dont wanna love you anymore

I dont wanna love you anymore
I dont wanna see you leave everytime I close my eyes
I dont wanna hear you whisper one more sad goodbye
I dont wanna miss your touch in the middle of the night
And I just wanna shut that door

. . .


i work all week it's Friday night
there's a place i go to get down right
beer's cold and the girls are fine
and everybody says hey y'all
bangagong
get your boots on
'cause you ain't been too long gone
to get tour boots on
bumpin', grindin' all night long
to every alan jackson song
it's a honky tonkin' party time
everybody here says hey y'all
bangagong
get your boots on
'cause you ain't been too long gone
to get your boots on

we'll be
ridin', ropin', rockin', rollin'
just singin' a cowboby song
twistin', jumpin', turnin', bumpin'
just hearin' everybody say hey y'all
bangagong get your boots on

i work all week it's Friday night
I'm at the place i go to get down right
beer's cold and the girls are fine
and everybody says hey y'all
bangagong
get your boots on
'cause you ain't been too
long gone to get your boots on

we'll be
ridin', ropin', rockin', rollin'
just singin' a cowboby song
twistin', jumpin', turnin', bumpin'
just hearin' everybody say hey y'all
bangagong get your boots on

. . .


Bleach blonde hair and no tan lines at least thats what i dream at night star dust eyes that shine pacific blue from her toes to her halo shes been blessed with a body
you would have to buy out west she walks and talks a diffrent attitude her smile is so much brighter than this stupid place
you can almost here hollywood calling her name shes so california she should have a star on hollywood blvd. drive around in a lamborgenie sports car summer sun clear yeah shes sexy shes so sunset
strip teases me here right there on the front porch swing i swear i hear the beach boys sing peach street sign just like rodayo drive tight tank top and low rise jeans now I know what earthquake means she really makes this small town come alive when she walks into church in her summer dress oh even the preacher has to confess
shes so california she should have a star on hollywood blvd. drive around in a lamborgenie sports car whisper words callin the menace copper tone medal hillbilly baby walkn sweet talkn angel in memphis

. . .

Twister Girl

[No lyrics]

. . .

One Breath from a Heartache

[No lyrics]

. . .

Don't Send the Invitation

[No lyrics]

. . .


drivin' down an open road
there's nothin' on the radio
the windshield wipers keeping time
I'm thinking back when you were mine
heavy feelin' in my soul
hopin' i won't lose control
but baby if i do
i'm comin' home to you
from arkansas to timbuctu
i'd never stop i'd go right through
forty days and forty nights
have rained down on my paradise
what am i suppose to do
give me strength to make it through
one more sleepless night
i'm comin' home to you

home fired chicken, banjo pickin'
singin' all of our favorite songs
everybody'd sing along with
front porch swingin'
just you lookin'
like a queen at the high school prom
where we danced all night long
the moon shone down like a big spotlight
and everything felt so right
when you said i love you too
now I'm comin' home to you

well the rain drops falling
drive my heal
and I've got both hands on the wheel
that picture of you in my mind
it's got me burnin' up inside
lord please help me find my way
to find those magic words to say
and baby when i do
I'm comin' home to you

home fired chicken, banjo pickin'
singin' all of our favorite songs
everybody'd sing along with
front porch swingin'
just you lookin'
like a queen at the high school prom
where we danced all night long
the moon shone down like a big
spotlight
and everything felt so right
when you said i love you too
now i'm comin' home to you

sweet sun is rising
I'm getting close to home
it seems like I've been driving for so
long
gonna have some...

. . .

Walking with the Man

[No lyrics]

. . .


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