justincredible;1841782 wrote:Luke Bryan is the worst. Literally Hitler. I'm in the same boat, I cannot stand bro-country.
Eh, I think it's terribly written and repetitive...but it's catchy stuff for the most part. I don't mind it as long as I don't dissect the lyrics and look for meaningful song writing (which I don't because I know what to expect). One of my twins loves Luke Bryan, so I took him to a concert last summer. It was surprisingly entertaining and I'd do it again.
This is probably the saddest excuse of lyrical art in the history of top hits:
I got that real good feel good stuffUp under the seat of my big black jacked up truck
Rollin' on 35s
Pretty girl by my side
You got that sun tan skirt and boots
Waiting on you to look my way and scoot
Your little hot self over here
Girl hand me another beer, yeah! (oh oh oh-oh)
All them other boys wanna wind you up and take you downtown
But you look like the kind that likes to take it way out
Out where the corn rows grow, row, row my boat
Floatin' down the Flint River, catch us up a little catfish dinner
Gonna sound like a winner, when I lay you down and love you right
Yeah, that's my kind of night!
Might sit down on my diamond plate tailgate
Put in my country rock hip-hop mixtape
Little Conway, a little T-Pain, might just make it rain
You can hang your t-shirt on a limb
Hit that bank and we can ease on in
Soak us up a little moonlight
You know I know what you like, yeah! (oh oh oh-oh)
All them other boys wanna wind you up and take you downtown
But you look like the kind that likes to take it way out
Out where the corn rows grow, row, row my boat
Floatin' down the Flint River, catch us up a little catfish dinner
Gonna sound like a winner, when I lay you down and love you right
Yeah, that's my kind of night!
Yeah, that's my kind of night! (oh oh oh -oh)
My kind of your kind of its this kind of night
We dance in the dark and your lips land on mine
(Oh)
Gonna get our love on
(Oh)
Time to get our buzz on
All them other boys wanna wind you up and take you downtown
But you look like the kind that likes to take it way out
Out where the corn rows grow, row, row my boat
Floatin' down the Flint River, catch us up a little catfish dinner
Gonna sound like a winner, when I lay you down and love you right
Yeah, that's my kind of night!
(Oh)
Yeah, that's my kind of night!
(Oh)
Yeah, that's my kind of night!
(Oh)
Yeah, that's my kind of night!
(Oh)
(Oh) Come on
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