Your Life's Soundtrack: Lyrics/Music

Gloriana - Wild at Heart
Down a back road
Long hot summer
A couple kids running loose and wild

And he kissed her
She said mister
Take an inch and I'll give you a mile

I ain't here
to do anything halfway
Dont give a damn
What anyone might say
I just want to freefall
for a while

That rebel moon is shining
Those stars burn like diamonds
Hell bent on chasing down
That crazy spark
I'll follow you where you're leading
To the first sweet taste of freedom
You got me running baby
Wild at Heart

About Midnight
He Tells Her
I ain't got no come on lines

Well I love you
Or I'll try to
We got nothing to lose but time

Stick your hand into my back pocket
Light me up like a bottle rocket
I just want to freefall
For a while

That rebel moon is shining
Those stars burn like diamonds
Hell bent on chasing down
that crazy spark
Ill follow you where you're leading
To the first sweet taste of freedom
You got me running baby
Wild at heart

Oh oh
Alright
The night is telling us
We're way to young
Oh oh
That's alright
I've got forever
On the tip of my tounge

That rebel moon is shining
Those stars burn like diamonds
Hell bent on chasing down
that crazy spark
I'll follow you where you're leading
To the first sweet taste of freedom
You got me running baby
Wild at heart

That rebel moon is shining
Those stars burn like diamonds
Hell bent on chasing down
that crazy spark
I'll follow you where you're leading
To the first sweet taste of freedom
You got me running baby
You got me running baby
Wild at heart

Oh Oh
Alright

Brooks and Dunn - Play Something Country
Yes, she blew through the door like TNT,
Put her hand on her hip, pointed a finger at me.
Said: "I'm a whiskey drinkin', cowboy chasin', helluva time.
"I like Kenny, Keith, Allan and Patsy Cline.
"I'm a full grown Queen Bee lookin' for honey.
"Ha-ooh-hoo, aw, play somethin' country."

Yeah, the band took a break,
The DJ played P Diddy.
She said: "I didn't come here to hear,
"Somethin' thumpin' from the city."
Said: "I, I shaved my legs, I paid my money.
"Ha-ooh-hoo, play somethin' country.
"Ha-ooh-hoo, aw, play somethin' country."

Crank up the band, play the steel guitar.
Hank it up a little, let's rock this bar.
Threw back a shot; yelled: "I'm a George Strait junkie.
"Ha-ooh-hoo, play somethin' country.
"Ha-ooh-hoo, aw, play somethin' country."

Yeah, the bartender yelled: "Y'all, it's closin' time."
She got this wild look on her face,
An' said: "Your truck or mine,
"I know a place down the road,
"It's kinda funky.
"Ha-ooh-hoo, all out in the country.
"Ha-ooh-hoo, now, play somethin' country."

Crank up the band, play the steel guitar.
Hank it up a little, let's rock this bar.
Threw back a shot; yelled: "I'm a George Strait junkie.
"Ah-ooh-hoo, play somethin' country.
"Ha-ooh-hoo, now, play somethin' country."

[Instrumental break]

Crank up the band, play the steel guitar.
Hank it up a little, let's rock this bar.
Threw back a shot; yelled: "I'm a George Strait junkie.
"Ah-ooh-hoo, play somethin' country.
"Ha-ooh-hoo, play somethin' country."


Trace Adkins - Honkytonk Badonkadonk
Turn it up some
Alright boys, this is her favorite song
You know that right
So, if we play it good and loud
She might get up and dance again
Ooh, she put her beer down
Here she comes
Here she comes
Left left left right left
Whoo

Husslers shootin' eightball
Throwin' darts at the wall
Feelin' damn near 10 ft. tall
Here she comes, Lord help us all
Ol' T.W.'s girlfriend done slapped him outta his chair
Poor ole boy, it ain't his fault
It's so hard not to stare
At that honky tonk badonkadonk
Keepin' perfect rhythm
Make ya wanna swing along
Got it goin' on
Like Donkey Kong
And whoo-wee
Shut my mouth, slap your grandma
There outta be a law
Get the Sheriff on the phone
Lord have mercy, how's she even get them britches on
That honky tonk badonkadonk
(Aww son)

Now Honey, you can't blame her
For what her mama gave her
It ain't right to hate her
For workin' that money-maker
Band shuts down at two
But we're hangin' out till three
We hate to see her go
But love to watch her leave
With that honky tonk badonkadonk
Keepin' perfect rhythm
Make ya wanna swing along
Got it goin' on
Like Donkey Kong
And whoo-wee
Shut my mouth, slap your grandma
There outta be a law
Get the Sheriff on the phone
Lord have mercy, how's she even get them britches on
With that honky tonk badonkadonk
(Ooh, that's what I'm talkin' bout right there, honey)

We don't care bout the drinkin'
Barely listen to the band
Our hands, they start a shakin'
When she gets the urge to dance
Drivin' everybody crazy
You think you fell in love
Boys, you better keep your distance
You can look but you can't touch
That honkey tonk badonkadonk
Keepin' perfect rhythm
Make ya wanna swing along
Got it goin' on
Like Donkey Kong
And whoo-wee
Shut my mouth, slap your grandma
There outta be a law
Get the Sheriff on the phone
Lord have mercy, how's she even get them britches on
That honky tonk badonkadonk

That honky tonk badonkadonk
Yeah, that honky tonk badonkadonk

(That's it, right there boys, that's why we do what we do
It ain't for the money, it ain't for the glory, it ain't for the free whiskey
It's for the badonkadonk)