Testi:
Luke Bryan

Verse 1 I'm gonna find a way to love again I'm on the winnin' stretch of a losin' end Foot on the gas, I'm freedom bound I've got the morning sun at

I'm walkin' down the stree, shufflin' my feet Whistling a feel good song Got the sun on my face, nothin' in my way So I keep rockin' along Chorus I'

Hey! Whiskey burns me up, wine turns my teeth all red. Tequila makes me loco, champagne hurts my head. But let me tell ya I'm a real big fan, of ice

Verse 1 T-shirt, blue jeans don't like much on TV Caviar and a Triscut ain't no redeye gravy on a biscut. My deep Southern drawl makes the conversation

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

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

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

It took me and four of my buddies Half the night to pull out my truck I stood there and proclaimed to everybody It's the last time I'll mess with this

I saw a truck backin? out of your drive You were sitting in the passenger side Messin? with the radio, you had your sun glasses on. I pulled over cause