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NEVER GOOD AT MATH
NEVER GOOD AT MATH
Gotta be a hundred guys in here tonight
That’s two hundred eyes on you
Only one of us gonna get it right
Ninety-nine are gonna lose
A little courage gotta count for something
So, girl, here goes nothing
CH
I got twenty dollars in my pocket
Ninety minutes till they close
Enough to buy a round or two
After that nobody knows
Let’s subtract these other guys
Add a slow dance in that jukebox light
Odds are that I don’t stand a chance
But I was never good at math
I was never good at math
I swear I caught you lookin’ my way
At least a dozen times
There’s a million reasons I should just walk away
But girl I can’t count that high
CHORUS repeat
I got twenty dollars in my pocket
Ninety minutes till they close
Enough to buy a round or two
After that nobody knows
Let’s subtract these other guys
Girl, I’ll make that smile multiply
Odds are that I don’t stand a chance
But I was never good at math
I was never good at math
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I'LL GET OVER YOU
I'll Get Over You
When the stars over Texas are no longer burnin bright
When the Mighty Mississippi has all run dry
When Jesus comes back one day, when the sun becomes the moon
Maybe that’s when I’ll get over you
CH
I have good days and bad days
But they’re always want you back days
Some scars time can’t heal
Try to hide the hurt behind me
But your memory always finds me
Ain’t no escapin’ how I feel
When husbands are always right and wives are always wrong
When I hear somethin better than a good ol Waylon song
When every politician just up and tells the truth
Maybe that’s when I’ll get over you
(BREAKDOWN)
CH
When a man can go back in time, undo his mistakes
When he realizes what he’s got before it’s way too late
When a broken heart can fix itself just as good as new
Maybe that’s when I’ll get over you
Yeah, maybe that’s when I’ll get over you
(BREAKDOWN)
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I'M ON IT
I’m On It
(Leslie Bowe/Kelly McKay/Brad McKinney)
V1
If you wanna dance all night till we wear that dancefloor out
Laugh so hard, can’t remember what we’re laughing about
Be the first in line for last call at some downtown dive hole-in-the-wall
If you wanna smile even brighter than you are right now….I’m on it
CH
I’m on it like a bee on honeysuckle vine
Like a label on a bottle of sweet red wine
Like a needle droppin on an old 45, goin round and round
Whatever you want
Whatever you need, baby
I’m your guy ‘n I’m gonna try to make sure you got it
Yeah girl I’m on it
V2
If you wanna be kissed by lips that are dyin’ to kiss you slow
Held by arms that never wanna let you go
If you’re feeling like you’re falling fast, you’re not alone, I’ve got your back
If you wanna know what love is n’ need somebody to show ya, I’m on it
CH
CH --- END ---
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WASTIN' STARS
Wastin’ Stars
Kyle Jackson-Rachky, Kelly McKay, Brad McKinney
First chill of September
Yeah, it’s pull-you-closer weather
Could this night get any better, I can’t wait to find out
Is this real or am I dreamin’
Girl, I can feel you breathin’
Wouldn’t change a damn thing even if I could somehow
The sky’s so bright tonight
A million chances to make a wish
But I got it all
When I got you in my arms like this
Lyin’ back, kissin’ on the hood of my car
It’s a perfect night for wastin’ stars
Wastin’ stars
I could throw a penny in a fountain
Go four-leaf clover countin’
Blow all my candles out an’ you’re still all that I’d want
Don’t know how I got so lucky
What I did to make you love me
But I swear that there ain’t nothing gonna top what we got
CHORUS 2X
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THREE BARS AGO
Three Bars Ago
You slammed the door so hard you knocked the pictures off the shelf
And I’m pretty sure the neighbors heard the names you called me when you left
Now I mighta cried a tear or three
Over the loss of you and me
But I wasn’t bout to sit around and forget you all my myself
CH
First stop was a Chili’s for some suds and wings
Got to watch the big game on a hundred inch screen
Then a few doors down I got my beer pong on
Beat all of Delta Kappa, guess my game was strong
Last stop, Jim’s Karaoke
For some pretty good Prince and even better Bon Jovi
There was a time I cared you let me go
But baby that was three bars ago
Now I got all these new friends and girl it’s all thanks to you
And there’s a redhead on my arm rockin a lower back tattoo
I’m the most popular guy in town tonight
Never was a social butterfly
But I finally found my wings way back on Fifth Avenue
(where it all started with)
REPEAT CH
Now if you'da hit me up back then I might still be in your arms
I remembered you after one or two but that third one was the charm
REPEAT CH
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US AGAINST A DIVE BAR BAND
Us Against a Dive Bar Band
Kyle Jackson-Rachky, Kelly McKay, Brad McKinney
V
I put a 10 in the bucket
Asked the band to play somethin
She would love to slow dance to
They musta forgotten
Cause they kept on rockin
Tom Petty to Joplin to Bruce
But it was Saturday night
We weren’t goin’ down without a fight
Yeah, we knew was only one thing we could do
CH
We held each other close
In a world all our own
Didn’t matter what song they were playin’
People started to stare
Hell, we didn’t care
Held on tight and kept right on swayin’
Out on the dance floor
Movin’ slower and slower
Her head on my shoulder
We made our stand
Oh… it was us against a dive bar band
V
They broke into Honky Tonk Women
Thought you gotta be kidding
The whole crowd was singing along
The guitars were getting louder
But when my arms are around her
Everything sounds like a love song
CH
CH
Contact:
Brad McKinney
mckinneybrad@gmail.com
859-893-8146 --- END ---
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AIN'T GONNA LIVE ITSELF
V
Might be the last one at the party
I might wake up on the lawn
Maybe I laugh a little too loud
Come on a little too strong
You might see me pulled over
Blue lights flashin’ bright
Cause when American Girl comes on
I ain’t drivin’ 45
CH
I’ve had my share of heartaches and broken bones
But there ain’t no way I’ll watch myself grow old
Without taking some chances, a few hard lessons
Tryin’ some firsts without second guessin’
You can bet I’m gonna have some damn good stories to tell
Yeah, this life ain’t gonna live itself
Show me a bridge I’m gonna cross it
See what’s on the other side
Show me lips I’m gonna kiss ‘em
Find out if it’s love this time
There’s a front porch somewhere
I’ll park my ass on someday
But I’m still gonna keep the moon up all night
Till they put me in the grave
CHORUS 2X
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COUNTRY IN MY CITY
Country In My City
Christen Cooper/Steve Smentek/Brad McKinney
V1
This high rise skyline
Traffic jams, stop lights
Got me feeling homesick now
Just strangers faces
No open spaces
Ain’t nothin’ like my town
But when I’m with you
I don’t feel all alone
When I’m with you
Yeah, ya take me right back home
Chorus:
You put the sweet in my tea
The dirt on my jeans,
The corn in my bread
And the porch in my swing
You’re the southern to my drawl
The howdy to my y’all
I need a little more you with me
You put the country, the country in my city
V2:
You’re a Johnny Cash throwback
John Deere ball cap
In a sea of suits and ties
You’re a bonfire tailgate
Alabama mixtape
I get a little slice of that country high
With you
It’s like walking down an old back road
When I’m with you
I’m back where the rooster crows
REPEAT CHORUS
With you I don’t feel alone
Yeah you take me right back home
REPEAT CHORUS
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CAN'T PUT INTO WORDS
CAN’T PUT INTO WORDS
Leslie Bowe, Brad McKinney, Kelly McKay
You can’t explain the magic of a sunset
Or how a long slow kiss makes you feel inside
You can’t explain what happens to your heart
When you watch your baby girl walk for the first time
Some things just leave you speechless
Oh, those moments ya can’t put into words
When that feeling hits you so deep like nothing else on earth
There’s no way to describe it
So don’t even try it
That kinda silence is the sweetest sound you’ve ever heard
Thank God for the moments ya can’t put into words
When you hear a melody that goes straight to your soul
When you’ve been praying hard and the answer finally comes
When memories rush back driving by your childhood home
When you look into her eyes and you know she’s the one
CHORUS
Yeah, some things just leave you speechless
CHORUS
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SHE HIDES IT WELL
She Hides it Well
(Danny Myrick, Brad McKinney)
V
She’s like a Sunday
Front pew every week, mornin’ kiss on the cheek sweet as honey
Comin’ straight from a tupelo
She’s a new breath of life, to this heart of mine, swear she’s heaven sent
But when we turn out the lights, there’s another side to her innocence
CH
She’s got a smile
That keeps me burnin’ wild
Her come and get me eyes
In the bedroom light
Give away all her secrets inside
Heaven knows
How she touches me deep in my soul
Almost angel like
Like I’ve been Baptized
She’s amazing and crazy as hell
But she hides it well
She hides it well
(POST)
Don’t nobody know like I know yeah it’s so hard to tell
Don’t nobody know like I know cause I’m under her spell
V
She got that halo
She takes off and she sets by the bed
When she says baby let’s roll, we both
Got nothin but time, this bottle of wine
And a fire that’s ragin all night
CH
CH
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STEAM
Steam (McKinney/Gelman/Hill)
(Verse 1)
Thought you were forbidden fruit
Couldn't get a taste of you
Really shows what I knew
Figured no way we were the same
But girl you set my mind right
One Phoenix fall night
Under a broken streetlight
When we were thinkin’ the same damn thing
Yeah, we were like…
(chorus 1)
Woah-oh-oh
Overheatin’ backseatin’, teenage dreamin like
Woah-oh-oh
Lights droppin’, mirrors foggin, had me feelin right
All sweat sin and skin for the first time
You whispered baby keep your eyes on mine
Woah-oh-oh
Only
You and me
And a little bit of steam
(verse 2)
Baby now that we’re older
We don’t pull over
But things dang sure ain’t colder
Since that Chevy and seventeen
We still got that white heat
And you know you still got me
Just not in the backseat
Fire up the shower do the same damn thing
Yeah, we’ll be like…
(chorus 2)
Woah-oh-oh
Plastic curtain’ll take a hurtin, late night scenin’ like
Woah-oh-oh
Lights droppin’, mirrors foggin’, get me feelin right
All sweat sin and skin like the first time
You’ll whisper baby keep your eyes on mine
Woah-oh-oh
Only
You and me
And a little bit of steam
(ending chorus)
Yeah, we'll be like
Woah-oh-oh
Overheatin’ backseatin’, teenage dreamin like
Woah-oh-oh
Plastic curtain’ll take a hurtin, late night scenin’ like
Woah-oh-oh
Lights droppin’, mirrors foggin’, get me feelin right
All sweat sin and skin like the first time
You’ll whisper baby keep your eyes on mine and
Woah-oh-oh
Only
You and me
And a little bit of steam
(tag)
Little bit of steam
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LET THE RECORD SHOW
LET THE RECORD SHOW
Leslie Bowe / Kelly McKay / Brad McKinney
She don’t return my calls
So I’m just climbing walls
Listenin’ to this stack of vinyl
Every song makes me remember
Everything we had together
But man, that goodbye felt so final
Done all I can to get her back to me
If I could just play her a memory, I’d…
CHORUS
Let the record show how good it was
Before I went and screwed it up
Bring those feelings ‘round again
If I can’t convince her, maybe side B can
A love like ours you don’t let go
Let the needle drop and let the record show
V2
Yeah, I’d play our breakdown song
That time AAA took so long
But we found something to do in the back seat
Or the one from the liquor store that night
we started dancin' right there in the checkout line
If I could just remind her how it used to be, I’d…
CHORUS 2X
Contact:
Brad McKinney
mckinneybrad@gmail.com
859-893-8146 --- END ---
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BEST OF BOTH GIRLS
BEST OF BOTH GIRLS
Leslie Bowe, Brad McKinney, Kelly McKay
Sometimes you try on a hundred dresses
A million pairs of shoes
And go hittin’ all the hotspots
Sippin’ cocktails on the roof
And sometimes you’re curled up on the couch with the dog
In your PJs by 8
Bottle of screw cap wine
Cussin’ the refs in the Preds game
You got two sides, two sides
CH
Ever since the day we met
Never know which one I’m gonna get
Different as night and day and I like it that way
Changing a tire or paintin’ your nails
High top Chucks or 5-inch heels
Beat up leather jacket or your momma’s pearls
I’m a lucky man
I got the best of both girls
You’re the all-American girl next door
That’s who everybody sees
But the one that you are when we turn down the lights
You save her just for me
CHORUS
You got two sides, two sides
CHORUS
Contact:
Brad McKinney
mckinneybrad@gmail.com
859-893-8146
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BEST SONG I EVER HEARD
BEST SONG I EVER HEARD
Leslie Bowe/Kelly McKay/Brad McKinney
Your fingernails tapping on a glass of merlot
High heels click-clackin’ everywhere that you go
Your crazy little laugh, yeah I love that sound
The way you hum when you're brushing your hair
The way you sigh when I kiss your neck right there
I hear beautiful music when you're around
And I wanna
CH
Turn up the volume
Sing it in the shower
Play it on repeat
Hour after hour
Ain’t nothin’ sweeter gonna come from no speakers
I was hooked from the very first word
You’re the best song, best song I ever heard
I love me some Motown, yeah I love the blues
But girl you know I’m always tuned into you
I know every part of you by heart
I could listen to your lips on mine all day
All you gotta do is whisper my name
It don’t even matter where we are
I just wanna
REPEAT CH
REPEAT CH
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THE MOVIES
The Movies
Arkady Gelman/Brad McKinney/PJ Ju (ASCAP/Patricia Ju Publishing)
Boy always gets the girl
Ends up in a happy ending it’s a
Fairytale world
I was told to stop expecting every-
Thing to be that good
Ain’t no one do love like Hollywood
Looks like, they were right
CHORUS
Our love is
Deeper, deeper than a John Wayne sunset
Hotter, hotter than Jack and Rose get
Kissing slow, steaming up the windows
Better, better than anything we’ve seen
Ever, ever on a silver screen
Yeah, they were right, this love ain’t like
The movies
Anywhere you are
Is better’n any backlot
Any old back road
Makes the perfect backdrop
For backseat loving
Can’t beat our love it’s...
CHORUS repeat 2x --- END ---
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MY MIDDLE NAME
V1:
I can tell you been jaded, it’s written all over your face
If some loser left you, I’d gladly take his place
I can lend a hand, understand, be Mister Clean when the ‘fit hits the shan’
Jack Of All Trades, that’s my middle name (hey!)
CH:
If you want a man who’s loving and strong
Mister There-For-You, Mister Someone-To-Lean-On
Whatever you need baby, you can call me
My middle name is anything you want it to be
V2:
You might not be lonely, your heart might not be broke
I don’t have to stay over, we can take it slow
You got something needs fixin’, lips that need kissing, if you wanna talk, baby, I can just listen
Johnny On The Spot, that’s my middle name (oh!)
CH.
If you want a man who’s loving and strong
Mister There-For-You, Mister Someone-To-Lean-On
Whatever you need baby, you can call me
My middle name is anything you want it to be
BRIDGE
Call me crazy, call me maybe, oh just call me baby
CHORUS
If you want a man who’s loving and strong
Mister There-For-You, Mister Someone-To-Lean-On
Whatever you need baby, you can call me
My middle name is anything you want it to be (you want it to be)
It's what you want it to be, that's my middle name
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RUB SOME DIRT
Rub Some Dirt
(Gelman/McKinney/Prifti)
(Verse 1:)
Tipped my new bike on the gravel
sat huggin my scraped up knee
Tears runnin down like a faucet
Daddy wipin em dry with his sleeve
Then he scooped up a handful of earth
said the best thing to do when you bleed
(chorus)
Rub some dirt on it
Suck it up, hang tough
Man up, man show your grit
Brush it off, move on
You'll be fine 'fore long
Go on, bury the hurt
Rub Some dirt
(Verse 2)
The only girl I ever loved
waved goodbye from a bus last week
Watched in the rain with my shades on
You know it's real when it cuts this deep
I'm still fightin through the pain
Tell myself every day
(Repeat chorus)
Oh, Rub Some Dirt
(Ending chorus)
Rub some dirt on it
Suck it up, hang tough
Man you'll get through this
Rub some dirt on it
Suck it up, hang tough
Man show your grit
Brush it off, move on
You'll be fine 'fore long
Go on, bury the hurt
Rub Some dirt
Rub Some dirt
(Outro) --- END ---
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IT'S GOIN FAST ENOUGH
It's Goin Fast Enough
Kelly McGrath, Brad McKinney, Marla Rubenstein
V1
4th grade classroom looked just like a ballroom
Balloons and streamers everywhere
Fathers and daughters twisting and shouting
Honey, you were the prettiest princess there
Then the DJ picked a slow song out,
you said “daddy we can go sit down
I know you don’t like the slow ones”
But I just pulled you close to me and smiled,
you put your little feet on mine
and I said “It’s goin’ fast enough”
CHORUS -
Pigtails, Barbie Jeeps and “Goodnight Moon”
Become first dates and heartbreaks way too soon
But I wanna take every minute and make another memory with it
What’s the rush in growin’ up, it’s goin’ fast enough
V2
You couldn’t wait to get your license
Counted down the days ‘til the senior prom
There were times I wished time would stand still
But it just kept ticking on
CHORUS repeat
V3
This little church hall looks just like a ballroom
White balloons and streamers everywhere
Now it’s all I can do to walk down the aisle with you
All I see is my little girl standing there
CHORUS repeat
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WE GOT IT MADE
We Got it Made
Brad McKinney/AJ Gelman
Verse 1
Poolside, sunfried in leaned back chairs
cannonball yells, charcoal smells floatin in the air
That backyard pools the backdrop to the picture perfect day
when my buddy says hey, man you got it made
(and I said)
Chorus
We got it made with our own two hands
Hard work and a couple friends
Blood sweat and nails
on some hell hot summer days
Worked longer than the sun
Didn't stop till we got it done
then we'd sit back kick back relax in the shade
Saying man, we got it made
Verse 2
You can bet it didn't get this way by chance
I was twelve laying floors dad was teaching me more bout being a man
Day'll come when I teach my son the same
about how you get it made
Repeat chorus
Ending chorus:
We got it made with our own two hands
Hard work, a couple friends
Blood sweat and nails
on some hell hot summer days
Yeah this perfect life you see
wasn't built on Easy Street
but now I sit back kick back relax in the shade
Yeah I sit back kick back relax in the shade
Saying man, we got it made
Man, we got it made
We got it made
We got it made --- END ---
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LIVE THAT SONG
Live that Song lyrics
Brad McKinney/Joel Wayne
(Verse 1)
We laid there on southern ground
Feelin like we owned the whole damn town
Just watchin the stars in that summer sky
Breathin in the heat of that mid July
Your momma told you girl you better not be comin home too late
Just then those speakers started pumpin a little George Strait
...so you made her wait
(chorus)
Let's take it on back to that day
Honey let that melody play
put that baby on auto replay
I wanna live that song with you
Warm summertime breeze a blowin
Them firefly tails a glowin
Our jam on the radio and
I wanna live that song with you
(Verse 2)
Fast forward one year, county fair
In a ferris wheel about a million feet in the air
That ol tub got stuck with us right up at the top
You were scared to death so I pulled you in my arms
Pretty little pulse a racin to the beat as the music played
and the sounds of Sweet Home Alabama went runnin through our veins
(Repeat chorus)
(Bridge)
Three simple chords and I'm right there by your side
Ain't it funny how a little tune can turn back time
(Repeat chorus)
(Tag)
Two hearts beating in three quarters time
The best thing I've ever heard in my life
I wanna live that song with you
--- END ---
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ONE MORE SHOT
One more shot
Brad McKinney
(Verse 1)
You said goodbye
Last Saturday
Said you'd had enough of
my drunken no-good ways
I eased the pain
best way I knew how
I spent every hour of every day in every bar in town
and I threw down one, by one, by one, by one
(chorus)
One more shot of Johnny Black
One more thought of what we had
One more shot of Johnny Blue
chased with one more memory of you
Now God knows what I'll have to do
To get one more shot with you
(Verse 2)
I can't wipe away your parting words
No matter what I do
They say hindsight's 20-20
I'm a living 40 proof
Said "It's either me or the alcohol so make up your damn mind"
Now I'm dealin with the choice I made one shooter at a time
and I throw down One, by one, by one by one by one by one
(repeat chorus)
(Bridge)
Now if I'm lookin to get back to what we had
I won't find it in the bottom of this glass
(repeat chorus)
Tag
Oh, one more shot
One more shot with you --- END ---
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BACKUP PLAN
BACKUP PLAN
By Kelly McGrath, Brad McKinney, & Janine de Souza
Verse 1:
Just checked online, Hurricane Karl’s coming right on time
Cancun ain’t gonna happen; Guess we should start unpackin’
Know you had your heart set on a tropical location
But being stuck inside with you still feels like vacation
Chorus
Don't need sand, don't need waves
You're as hot as the 3:00 sun, yeah
Don't need tans, don't need shades
We can still have a whole lotta fun, yeah
Rain, rain, rain, rain
Can’t wash away our chance
For some heaven right here
We gotta helluva of a backup plan
Verse 2
High Life on ice, our own little slice of paradise
Covered in coconut lotion, I like where this is goin’
Beach blanket spread out on that kitchen floor
One kiss and I ain’t thinkin bout Cancun anymore
Repeat Chorus
Ending Chorus
Don't need sand, don't need waves
You're as hot as the 3:00 sun, yeah
Who needs tans, Who needs shades
We can still have a whole lotta fun, yeah
Rain, rain, rain, rain
Can’t wash away our chance
For some heaven right here
We gotta helluva of a backup plan
Tag
(Rain, rain, dont go away)
(We can just stay inside and play)
We gotta helluva of a backup plan
Copyright © 2016 Kelly McGrath, Brad McKinney, & Janine de Souza
Contact:
Brad McKinney
brad_mckinney_33@bellsouth.net
859-893-8146 --- END ---
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ALL HEAVEN BROKE LOOSE
ALL HEAVEN BROKE LOOSE
Kyle Jackson-Rachky, Brad McKinney, Kelly McKay
I still remember that green dress that you were wearin’
You tried to hide your smile when you caught me starin’
That jazz band started playing Sinatra
I spun you ‘round and ‘round said “baby I gotcha”
Then you kissed me and didn’t let go
That’s when things got out of control
CH:
All heaven broke loose
Swaying with you
One look in your eye
And baby I saw the light
Paradise was crashin’ all around us
And there was nothing I could do but fall for you
Fall for you
All heaven broke loose
Girl I swear that it’s a miracle I found ya
No way I’d ever wanna do this life without ya
Having an angel like you by my side
Oh, it’s got me thankin’ God for that night
CHORUS 2X
--- END ---
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FINER THINGS
“Finer Things”
Writers: Brad McKinney, Les Bowe, and Hayden Cain
Verse 1
You ain’t gonna find me drinking bubbly
At some pinky up, crystal cup party
Don’t fly/need first class, I love a cheap draft
And a Prius just ain’t the car for me
I don’t eat caviar on a big-ass yacht
Give me a 2-stroke boat and a brown bag
Never had an eye for the fancy life
But girl, you’re changin’ all that, ‘cause
Chorus
Those emerald eyes and champagne smile
Got this blue collar boy livin in style
Now I’m thinkin’ bout limos and diamond rings
Yeah girl when it comes to you
I like the finer things
Verse 2
Girl you make the living room feel like a ballroom
When you’re slayin’ it, swayin’ to some vinyl
Turn any dive bar into a five star
Wherever we are, I get lost inside
Chorus
Those emerald eyes and champagne smile
Got this blue collar boy livin in style
Now I’m thinkin’ bout limos and diamond rings
Yeah girl when it comes to you
I like the finer things
Bridge
I’m a simple man, some things never change
But I’m learning to love the high life a little more every day
Chorus
Those emerald eyes and champagne smile
Got this blue collar boy livin in style
Now I’m thinkin’ bout limos and diamond rings
Yeah girl when it comes to you
I like the finer things
The finer things
--- END ---
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LOOKIN' AT ANOTHER LEAVER
Lookin At Another Leaver
V1
Somehow something I said, sparked a fire
And everything burned down
Now I’m standing here, on your porch
And you’re shutting me out
Girl I know you’ve had, a bad run, of runners
But I'mma show you that, I ain’t just, another...
Heartbreak—
Who won’t stay…
Ch
You ain’t lookin at another leaver
That ain’t me girl
So if you’re waitin’ on a pair of tail lights
That ain’t how it’s goin down tonight
When it comes to us, I’m all in baby, gonna make you a believer—
Yeah keep lookin’, girl
You ain’t lookin’ at another leaver
V2
Look a little deeper, into in my eyes
And tell me whatcha find
Girl this heart of mine’s the fightin kind
And A woman like you
Don’t belong in the rear view
Br
Look a little deeper
Yeah look a little deeper...
Ch
--- END ---
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LOVE YA LIKE I STOLE YA
Love Ya Like I Stole Ya
Leslie Bowe, Brad McKinney, Jeff Roe
V1:
Red light, you slide
Closer to me with that criminal smile
Revvin me up like this 350 Chevy
No words, light turns
Hammer down feel the tires burn
Like Bonnie and Clyde, girl are you ready
CH:
We’re gonna ride, like there’s blue lights behind us
Ain’t no stoppin till we leave the world in our dust
I got the nerve to handle those curves,
Baby let me show ya
Tonight I’m gonna love ya...
Love ya like I stole ya
V2:
Blowin’ by, stop signs
Ain’t no turnin back when we cross that line
Gonna find a place to take it slower
Some old, back road
Cut the lights so nobody ever knows
Let the seats back and let the night take over
Repeat CH
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NAME THE STARS
IF I COULD NAME THE STARS
by Brad McKinney, Hal ODell, Stefan Xidas
V1
If I could name the stars
I’d name the first one after
how we spent our first date
We stayed out way past too late
On the hood of my ol’ car
If I could name the stars
I’d name a bunch after that trip to Costa Rica
Hot sand and cold sangria
and every night was ours
All these memories shootin’ by
I could do this every night
CH
I’d chase the sun, rope the moon
Yeah I’d shine ‘em up like new
A million moments in the sky
Every one a chance to get it right
I’d name the closest two after me and you
So we’d never be far apart
If I could name the stars
V2
If I could name the stars
I’d save the best name for that big one shinin’ bright blue
I saw it shinin’ right behind you
The night I got down on one knee and
There I found the missin’ piece to my heart
REPEAT CH
I’d chase the sun, rope the moon
Yeah I’d shine ‘em up like new
A million moments in the sky
Every one a chance to get it right
REPEAT CH
If I could name the stars
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NOTHIN' LOOKS GOOD ON YOU
Nothin' Looks Good on You
Marika Hallendy, Bill O'Hanlon, Brad McKinney
V1 -
Every jingle bell season you ask me what I want
But I got everything I need and even more I don’t
So baby don’t buy socks or fishin’ gear
There’s only one thing I really want this year
CHORUS:
Whatcha say we get to playin some reindeer games
That naughty list is gonna get a couple more names
Do some mistletoe kissin' and see where it leads
We can unwrap each other right in front of the tree
This Christmas, nothin’ looks good on you
Baby this Christmas, nothin’ looks good on you
V2 -
I didn’t write a letter to ol Saint Nick this time
Cuz I had somethin’ a little risque in mind
There’s some things he don’t need to know
Cause if he ever finds out I’ll get a stocking full of coal
CHORUS
BRIDGE:
Slippin’ off your silk stockings while the fire burns
Baby you can bet this is one gift I won’t return
CHORUS
TAG
Baby this Christmas, that nothin' looks good on you
© 2018 Brad McKinney, Bill O’Hanlon, Marika Hallendy-Mallon, {SOCAN}, OHanlon and OHanlon Music, BMI
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OFF DAY
OFF DAY
Kyle Jackson-Rachky, Brad McKinney, Kelly McKay
Sunrise pourin’ in through the blinds
You’re wakin’ up next to me lookin’ so fine
Makin’ me wish that we had just a little more time
And you don’t seem like you’re in a rush
To go fillin’ up them coffee cups
Why don’t we let the early bird catch the worm, girl, without us
Let’s take some time off, shut our minds off
Hit that alarm off girl when it rings again
Turn the phones off, slip our clothes off
Knock the sheets right off the bed
Yeah the world can wait
It’s ok
We’re just havin’ an off day
We’re just havin’ an off day
We can still be working on our to-do list
First thing on it is a long slow kiss
Why take the day on when takin’ it off feels like this
CHORUS 2X
Contact:
Brad McKinney
mckinneybrad@gmail.com
859-893-8146 --- END ---
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OUGHTA SEE IT FROM HERE
OUGHTA SEE IT FROM HERE
(Brad McKinney/Selby Copeland/Leslie Bowe)
V
You’re thinkin your woke up like this face
Is somethin you should hide
But lemme tell ya girl, it don’t need a thing
You don’t even have to try
Perfect just the way you are
Shouldn’t cover up a work of art
Yeah you’re thinkin that you’re lookin like a hot mess
Well girl, you got that half right
CHORUS:
From where I’m standing you’re like the north star
Lighting up this room
Monroe might’ve left her mark
But she ain’t got nothin’ on you
Don’t know why you don’t like what you see when you’re lookin in the mirror
Cuz the view girl, damn, you oughta see it from here
V
There’s nowhere else I’d rather be
I could stay here all day
Seeing all of the things that you can’t see
The things that you’d erase
Girl, when I catch sight of you
Your natural beauty shines right through
Yeah believe me when I say
CHORUS
Betcha every day the sun can’t wait to rise
Just to catch a glimpse of you peekin through /the blinds
CHORUS
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LOCKED
LOCKED
Trevor Martin, Brad McKinney, Steve Smentek
First time our eyes locked
Cliche, but my heart stopped
When I saw your ocean blues
You came over my way
Before I got your last name
I already knew
From making out on the front porch
Tryin’ to find the key to the front door
I ain’t been the same since that day
[CHORUS]
You got my love
You got my lips
You got your hand in mine girl it’s a perfect fit
You got my heart
And every thought
You hold the key to everything I got
And girl, you got me locked, you got me locked
Girl, you get me locked in on you
Put some Mayer on and we just talked
Time flew by and we got lost
In our hometowns and high school memories
And who’da known that we’d be best friends
By the time the night came to an end
Safe to say that we were meant to be
[CHORUS]
Yeah, yeah
Girl, you get me locked in on you
Yeah, yeah
With every single little thing you do
[CHORUS]
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FIVE BEERS FROM NOW
Five Beers From Now
(Laura Guill/Leslie Bowe/Brad McKinney)
Five beers from now
I’m gonna find the nerve to come on over
Five beers from now
Some liquid courage to get a little closer
Five beers from now
Wanna know whether your eyes are brown or blue
Yeah, five beers from now
Girl, I wanna know more about you
CHORUS
What’s your name?
What’s your number?
What you drinkin, want another?
Are you single
Are you taken
Or is it complicated?
I ain’t lookin for forever, no that ain’t what this is about
Just wanna know where you see yourself five beers from now
V2
Five beers from now
Will you let me dance floor spin you ‘round
Five beers from now
Will we shut this ole dive bar down
Five beers from now
When we’re walkin out that door
Will we call it a night
Or will we call it something more?
So..
CHORUS
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SONGS I GREW UP ON
SONGS I GREW UP ON
I take a left on Main
Hear the church bells ring
Driving through my hometown
Hear that old screen door
Swinging on the porch
And the crickets when the moon comes out
The music from the ice cream truck gets stuck
In my head on summer nights
That backyard creek singing me to sleep
Takes me back to another time
They’re the sounds that let me know I’m home
Ain’t gonna hear ‘em on the radio
But you won’t ever find a melody
That does a better job reminding me
Who I am, where I’m from
Every little thing that I love
They ain’t the kind that you can sing along
But they’re the songs I grew up on
Had a big ol’ pile
Of scratched up vinyl
Daddy handed down to me
Loved to stay up late
Listening to the Country greats
But even they couldn’t beat
Mama whistlin’ in the kitchen
Baking peanut butter pie
The marching band up in the stands
On a homefield Friday night
CHORUS 2X
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ROCK IT MAN
“ROCK IT MAN”
Brad McKinney (BMI), IPI # 00724736827
V
Thanked her for inviting me
Wasn’t sure I’d get that call
It was good to see her momma
Man her nephew's gettin tall
You shoulda seen the joy in Jenny’s face
When that bouquet hit the air
Wished her and Tommy all the luck
They make a damn good pair
But as they drove away to the sound of weddin bells
Thought I’d give anything to go back and tell myself
CH
You’re gonna wanna be the one beside her
Gonna want your dad as your best man
Gonna want I dos, in front of God and all your friends
I know you think that you ain’t ready
But you better move while you still can
Gotta stick a diamond on that hand
Yeah, If you love her, ya better rock it man
[POST]
Rock it man
Gotta stick a diamond on that hand
I’d say boy, just take a shot
It’s okay if you miss
You’re gonna wanna wind up here
But not like this
CH (no POST)
Funny how taillights
And some tin cans on a string
Can show you everything
CH
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