Karaoké Crushin' It Brad Paisley

I sure could use an Atta boy or a big ol' high five

I'd love to hear you're killin' it dude it's been a long time

Since I hit one out of the park or nailed it as they say

I guess I've been in a dry spell but that's about to change 'cos

Every week has a weekend by this time Friday night

I'll be done with my third can of cold Bud Light

And I'll be crushin' it

Yeah I'll be crushin' it

Let's say your baby's mad 'cos you told her that you'd hang some pictures for her

You know the ones she framed from late last spring of you and her in Florida

You're up on the ladder when it shatters into smithereens

She shakes her head and looks at you and says ain't you good for anything?

And you say every week has a weekend by this time Friday night

If you want a margarita

I'll get tequila and ice and I'll be crushin' it

With a cold one in my other hand when I'm finished with my can

I can stomp it with my boot punch it with my fist smash it on my forehead yeah, I got this

I'll be crushin' it

Oh I'll be crushin' it

Oh oh oh

I figured this out in college walking past them gothic columns

That I was gonna probably wind up somewhere mmm, near the bottom

I was never gonna be the best or brightest guy around

But like the great

George freaking Strait

I'm the king of gettin' unwound

Every week has a weekend by this time Friday night

I'll be done with my third can of cold Bud Light

And I'll be crushin' it

Every week has a weekend

Yeah

By this time Friday night

Hey

I'll be done with my third can

Oh I'll be crushin' it

Cold Bud Light

And I'll be crushin' it

I'll be crushin' it