Lyrics du Jour

Sunday, September 30, 2007

Teardrops On My Guitar -- Taylor Swift

Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see
That I want and I'm needing everything that we should be
I'll bet she's beautiful, that girl he talks about
And she's got everything that I have to live without

Drew talks to me, I laugh cause it's so damn funny
That I can't even see anyone when he's with me
He says he's so in love, he's finally got it right,
I wonder if he knows he's all I think about at night

He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do

Drew walks by me, can he tell that I can't breathe?
And there he goes, so perfectly,
The kind of flawless I wish I could be
She'd better hold him tight, give him all her love
Look in those beautiful eyes and know she's lucky cause

He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do

So I drive home alone, as I turn out the light
I'll put his picture down and maybe
Get some sleep tonight

He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only one who's got enough for me to break my heart
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do
He's the time taken up, but there's never enough
And he's all that I need to fall into...

Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see

Friday, September 21, 2007

Some Mistakes -- Brad Paisley

You may think I'm wrong for you
And you're wrong for me
To look at us on paper
I would have to agree
It could have been the moon light
Or it could have been the wine
But the way that we were acting
Hell it could have been moon shine

And oh where do we go from here
I don't know
But baby one thing's clear
Some mistakes are too much fun
To only make once

There's this little straight stretch
Just south of here
It's great for mashing down the gas
And trying out fifth gear
But it's also a speed trap
Twice I've gotten caught
But something 'bout it calls to me
And I can't seem to stop

And oh you have the same effect
I know I'll just keep coming back
Some mistakes are too much fun
To only make once

Well there are things in life that I regret
And even more that haven't happened yet
But it would be a shame if our little fling
Always stayed a onetime thing

Someday if we're lucky
We'll get old enough to finally be embarrassed
By the crazy things we've done
Be just like our parents
Responsible and bland
No risk, no excitement
Hey lets get it while we can cause

Some mistakes are too much fun
To only make once
Love like this is too much fun
To only make once

Sunday, September 09, 2007

Men And Mascara -- Julie Roberts

Sunday dress hangin' on the bedroom door;
Empty bottle of wine on the hardwood floor.
Last night, he said she was the one:
Oh, but men an' mascara always run.

Did I give my love too soon or wait too long?
Did I take it a little too easy, or put it on too strong?
She was lookin' for love; he was lookin' for fun.
Yeah, men an' mascara always run.

She ain't gettin' any younger:
It wasn't s'posed to be this way.
Starin' in the mirror,
With little black rivers runnin' down her face.

Tomorrow's gonna be a brand new day:
She'll wake up in the mornin' an' wash it all away.
Last night, he said she was the one:
Oh, but men an' mascara, they always run.
Yeah, men an' mascara always run.

Wednesday, September 05, 2007

Nothing To Prove -- Lonestar

You got your feet squeezed into heels that hurt
Cause they go with the job and they go with the skirt
You gotta look good when you're out there
Climbing ladders

You go above and beyond and then way beyond that
You do it all, yeah, you wear every hat
Hoping someone that matters will realize you matter

But all that really matters is it's Friday
And the sun is shining over my way

Toss your heels in the backseat
Drive home in your barefeet
Throw in that Van Morrison CD
Chip away a little by little
Til you find your groove

I'll pick up some takeout, we can just hang out
Levis and wine, blankets and lights down
Lay your head right here on my shoulder
And just be you when you're with me
Girl, you got nothing to prove

I could listen all night if you wanna talk
Or we can lay here and say nothing at all
I already know who you are and that I love you
So, baby, take a long deep breath and exhale
Cause all you gotta be tonight is yourself

Toss your heels in the backseat
Drive home in your barefeet
Throw in that Van Morrison CD
Chip away a little by little
Til you find your groove

I'll pick up some takeout, we can just hang out
Levis and wine, blankets and lights down
Lay your head right here on my shoulder
And just be you when you're with me
Girl, you got nothing to prove
You got nothing to prove

When we're together you got nothing to prove

Tuesday, September 04, 2007

A Different World -- Bucky Covington

We were born to mothers who smoked and drank
Our cribs were covered in lead based paint
No child proof lids, no seat belts in cars
Rode bikes with no helmets and still here we are
Still here we are

We got daddy’s belt when we misbehaved
Had three TV channels you got up to change
No video games and no satellite
All we had were friends and they were outside
Playin’ outside

It was a different life
When we were boys and girls
Not just a different time
It was a different world

School always started the same every day
The pledge of allegiance then someone would pray
Not every kid made the team when they tried
We got disappointed and that was all right
We turned out all right

It was a different life
When we were boys and girls
Not just a different time
It was a different world

No bottled water, we drank from a garden hose
And every Sunday, all the stores were closed

It was a different life
When we were boys and girls
Not just a different time
It was a different world

It was a different world