Lyrics

I'm not the type to go and lay down roots
I've got some rips in these old jeans
Got some dirt up on these boots
The barstool life is all I've ever known
Another night, another whiskey, another Brittany in my phone
The devil on my shoulder always won
'til an angel in wranglers
Had him on the run
Just like that, I'm drunk in love like a bottle turned upside down
Just like that, that Lonestar song hits a little bit different now
I knew from your stare, and how you swear and how you laugh
Man I need someone, someone
Just like that
Man I need someone, someone
Just like that
I was living for them Broadway blanco days
But now your Sangria lipstick's the only thing I wanna taste
All I thought about was neon Friday nights
But since you came around I'm thinking 'bout
How good you'd look in white
Just like that, I'm drunk in love like a bottle turned upside down
Just like that, that Lonestar song hits a little bit different now
I knew from your stare, and how you swear and how you laugh
Man I need someone, someone
Just like that
Man I need someone, someone
Just like that
Oh yea
Just like that
Just like that, I'm drunk in love like a bottle turned upside down
Like that, that Lonestar song hits a little bit different now
I knew from your stare, and how you swear and how you laugh
Man I need someone, someone
Just like that
Man I need someone, someone
Just like that
Written by: Alex DeLeon, Chantry Johnson, Clayton Johnson
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