She Ain't Right Lyrics – Lee Brice

She got her daddy's tongue and temper
Sometimes her mouth could use a filter
God shook his head the day he built her
Oh, but I bet he smiled

She loves and lives her life, unruly
Tears up that dirt road up in a dualy
Dangerous, absolutely
And in a little while

She'll be roundin' that corner on three wheels
Ain't slowin down, yellin, "Come on, jump in"
Always up to somethin, crazy, got nothin' on her

She ain't right
She ain't right
She ain't right
But she's just right for me

She says she wants to meet my momma
I said, "I don't think you oughta
Be like mixin' oil and water"
But by midnight, she had

Momma on the coffee table, dancin'
Comin' unwound
Good God, I swear, can't take her anywhere
What's the girl gonna do next?

She ain't right
She ain't right
She ain't right
But she's just right for me

Every once in a while, she gives me that smile
And says, "I just don't see somebody like you
Lovin' somebody like me"

She ain't right
No, she ain't right
She ain't right

She ain't right
She ain't right
But she's just right, she's just right
She's just right for me
Mmm, she's just right, she's just right
She ain't right but she's just right for me

Falling Apart Together Lyrics – Lee Brice

My baby’s sweet talkin’ the cable man
While I’m a diggin’ around up here
Sweatin’ my %#@ off in the attic
Trying to find the rabbit ears
The screen doors off the hinges
And there’s a flat tire on the Olds
And this GE Fridgerator ain’t keeping nothin’ froze

We’re falling apart together
Well it’s another flash light dinner in the dark Mmm Hmm
When times get hard
We just shake us on a little more salt and pepper
Yeah the good thing is we might be falling apart
But we’re falling apart together

Well I got me some good friends that swing a hammer at a nail
But there ain’t no houses going up
Ain’t no checks in the mail
Well the gas tanks might be empty
But the tail gates still full
We pass a guitar and a bottle around
Everybody take a pull

We’re falling apart together
Well it’s another flash light dinner in the dark Mmm Hmm
When times get hard
We just shake us on a little more salt and pepper
Yeah the good thing is we might be falling apart
But we’re falling apart together

These days ain’t stayin’ forever
They’re gonna get better
But till they do
We’ll be falling apart together
Well it’s another flash light dinner in the dark Mmm Hmm
When times get hard
We'll just shake us on a little more salt and pepper
Yeah the good thing is we might be falling apart
But we’re falling apart together

Sumter County Friday Night Lyrics – Lee Brice

Jeep tires burn my driveway black
Got my John Deere hat turned back
Brother says there's gonna be a fight
Sumter County Friday Night

One black eye and two teeth later
Sumter High and the Lakewood gators
Brandy May, Nancy Bean
Waiting at the Dairy Queen

Jump in the back, take down the top
28 minutes to Sparkle Berry Swamp
Come over here give me a kiss
Lord, don't make it no better than this

Red dirt roads and big tire toys
Country girls and redneck boys
Carolina moon is big and bright
Sumter County Friday Night

Fred Johnson just opened up his fields
Change of plans ain't no big deal
Hundred fifty cell phones ring
Everybody's talking about the same thing

Wedgefield Road south of town
Go 13 miles then slow it down
Radar trap, Barney Fife
Don't hold that brown bag up to high

Red dirt roads and big tire toys
Country girls and redneck boys
Carolina moon is big and bright
Sumter County Friday Night

Tailgates down around the fire
New shotgun cant wait to try her
Beer can targets in the air
Duck boots are the thing to wear

Cow tipping, skinny dipping
Bring your own 'cause you cant have mine
Don't start out looking for trouble
But oh, the trouble we can find

On red dirt roads and big tire toys
Country girls and redneck boys
Carolina moon is big and bright
Sumter County Friday Night
Sumter County Friday Night

Carolina Boys Lyrics – Lee Brice

Did you see me with my coat and my white t-shirt
And my cowboy boots, and my baby blues
Staring at you from across the room?
Did you see me looking at you? Yes, you did

I was looking at your eyes, looking at your legs
Looking at your thigh, looking at the old back side
Did you see me looking at you, man?
I don't understand what a women like you
Would want in a boy like him, and boy like him

Well, I saw your man standing there and I gave him a glare
And I swear he looked pretty scared to me
I saw him swallow his pride and I looked deep in his eyes
And it ended with, "You wanna take this outside?"

'Cause Carolina boys get rowd and loud
Yes, we do, don't look at me
I'll turn you whole world upside down
'Cause we get rowd and loud

I didn't mean to scare you with my rowdy redneck friends
But I couldn't help to notice you walk in with him
His 3 piece suit and his penny loafer shoes
Girl, tell me what am I gonna do with you?

Do you want to ride?
Do you want to dance all night?
Do you want to take a little
Trip in my lifted ride?
It might get rowd and loud

Now tell the truth, girl, you saw a new world
The moment you layed your pretty little eyes on me
Well, I give you something to think about, something to talk about
Tell the whole world about a girl like me

'Cause Carolina boys get rowd and loud
Yes, we do, don't look at me
I'll turn you whole world upside down
'Cause we get rowd and loud

'Cause we get rowdy
No, we get rowdy
We get rowd and loud

Four On The Floor Lyrics – Lee Brice

We got the horses moving
We got woofers grooving
We got the Waylon wailing
Everybody's head is bobbing

I got the muffler flowing
I got my horn a blowing
I got the rubber burning
Down on all fours

Pull in the club
We hear the band bang
Roll through the door
Everybody hey, hey

Four on the floor, feel the beat in your soul
Moving to the rhythm, pumping till you can't take no more
Dance if you want to, do what you came to
You can't ignore the feeling of that four on the floor

Aw yeah, D.J. is really wigging
He got the old school mixing
The fellas heads are spinning
All the girls are finger licking

We got the bubbly bubbling
I got her shoulders rubbing
I got my game a spitting
Kicking it in low

She grabs my arm
Pulls me to the main stage
Out on the floor
Everybody sing, sing

Four on the floor, feel the beat in your soul
Moving to the rhythm, pumping till you can't take no more
Dance if you want to, do what you came to
You can't ignore the feeling of that four on the floor

Take a little walk outside
Honey wants to see my ride
You know I think I might
Turn on a little Barry White

Four on the floor, feel the beat in your soul
Moving to the rhythm, pumping till you can't take no more
Dance if you want to, do what you came to
You can't ignore the feeling of that four on the
Feeling of that four on the floor
Feeling of that four on the floor, oh yeah

These Last Few Days Lyrics – Lee Brice

These last few days
What can I say
You’ve had me thinkin’ in circles
In crazy not like me ways
My favorite thing
Lately has been waking up with you
Talkin ourselves to sleep again

Baby come a little closer
Let me lay some nibble kisses on your shoulder
You said that’s your favorite place
Baby maybe we could borrow
Find a way to bag and
Steal a few tomorrows and stay
Here in these last few days

These last few days
Have blown me away
The thought of letting go,
And falling
Is actually feeling okay
I must confess
I need some rest
But with every touch
I swear the better it seems to get

Baby come a little closer
Let me lay some nibble kisses on your shoulder
You said that your favorite place
Baby maybe we could borrow
Find a way to bag and
Steal a few tomorrows and stay
Here in these last few days

I aint lookin for love
But whatever this is
I can’t get enough

Baby come a little closer
Let me lay some nibble kisses on your shoulder
You said that your favorite place
Baby maybe we could borrow
Find a way to bag and
Steal a few tomorrows and stay
Here in the last few days

Happy Endings Lyrics – Lee Brice

Well, I love her and she's leaving
She met a man, plays in a band last weekend
And he lives out on the west coast
And she says she's got to go

But it's a long, long way from Myrtle Beach to L.A
Anything could change her mind
One sunset or one regret
She could turn around, come back and be mine
Happy endings happen all the time

She's almost finished packing
There's over 2,000 miles, a lot could happen
There's going to be days and days of long stretches
Maybe she'll come back to her senses

'Cause it's a long, long way from Myrtle Beach to L.A
Anything could change her mind
One sunset or one regret
And she could turn around, come back and be mine
Happy endings happen all the time

Well, I ain't waiting on no phone call
I ain't getting my hopes up at all
I ain't setting myself up for a fall

But it's a long, long way from Myrtle Beach to L.A
Anything could change her mind
One sunset or one regret
She could turn around, come back and be mine
Then everything would be just fine
Yea, happy endings happen all the time

It's a long, long way from Myrtle Beach to L.A

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Upper Middle Class White Trash Lyrics – Lee Brice

[Verse 1]
I just got off, work at 5, drivin’ that ‘ol van I drive, overalls, and dirty boots, but Uncle Bill needed a funeral suit, so when I walked in that fancy store, they looked at me like I was poor, but a wad of hundred dollar bills caused a stir, it went from “don’t take checks” to “right away yes sir”

[Chorus]
Upper middle class white trash, my pockets cant hold all my cash, cause one day I stopped to pee, got some gas and won the lottery, now I’ve invested in my neighborhood, my friends and family, there all livin pretty good, a trailer park full of Cadillac’s, an upper middle class white trash

[Verse 2]
I got my home-boy Chris, a brand new shop, for all those cars on cinder blocks, and cousin Charlie thinks its cool to keep a large mouth bass in his new swimmin’ pool, I had a birth day party for mama last night, in her ninety and a half foot triple wide, you ain’t seen nothin’ if you ain’t seen NASCAR on a sixty inch plasma screen!

[Chorus]
Upper middle class white trash, my pockets cant hold all my cash, cause one day I stopped to pee, got some gas and won the lottery, now I’ve invested in my neighborhood, my friends and family, there all livin pretty good, a trailer park full of Cadillac’s, an upper middle class white trash

[Bridge]
Buyin’ chicken wings buy the buckets, we can’t eat ‘em all so we just say chuck it, all the miller light you can handle, a hundred and fifty seven movie channels....

[Chorus]
Upper middle class white trash, our pockets cant hold all our cash, cause one day I stopped to pee, got some gas and won the lottery, now I’ve invested in my neighborhood, my friends and family, there all livin pretty good, a trailer park full of Cadillac’s, an upper middle class white trash

So pop a top, sit back and relax all you upper middle class white trash!

Woman Like You lyrics - lee brice

Last night, outta the blue
Driftin’ off to the evening news
You said "Honey, what would you do
If you’d of never met me"
I just laughed, said "I don’t know,
But I could take a couple guesses though"
And then tried to dig real deep,
Said, "Darling honestly...

I’d do a lot more offshore fishin’
I’d probably eat more drive-thru chicken
Take a few strokes off my golf game
If I’d have never known your name
I’d still be driving that old green ‘Nova
I probably never would have heard of yoga
I'd be a better football fan
But if I was a single man
Alone and out there on the loose
Well I’d be looking for a woman like you."

I could tell that got her attention
So I said, "Oh yeah, I forgot to mention,
I wouldn’t trade a single day
For 100 years the other way."
She just smiled and rolled her eyes,
Cause she’s heard all of my lies
I said, "C’mon on girl, seriously
If I hadn’t been so lucky, I’d be..

Shootin’ pool in my bachelor pad
Playing bass in my cover band
Restocking up cold Bud Light
For poker every Tuesday night, yeah
I’d have a dirt bike in the shed
And not one throw pillow on the bed
I’d keep my cash in a coffee can
But if I was a single man
Alone and out there on the loose
Well I’d be looking for a woman like you."

She knows what a mess I’d be if I didn’t have her here
But to be sure, I whispered in her ear
"You know I get sick deep-sea fishin’
And you make the best fried chicken
I got a hopeless golf game
I love the sound of your name
I might miss that old green ‘Nova
But I love watchin’ you do yoga
I’d take a gold band on my hand
Over being a single man
Cause honestly I don’t know what I’d do
If I’d never met a woman like you."