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Hungover in a Hotel Room - Luke Bryan



     
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Hungover in a hotel room
Cell phone's dead
You're stretched out next to me
Lost somewhere in a dark whiskey dreamHungover in a hotel room
Call the concierge
Two Bloody Mary's and some cigarettes
So you can wake up to breakfast in bed
Hear your voice in my headHey, when you gonna come pick me up?
You always say we're gonna burn it down
If you want it baby, call me back
Call me back, maybe we can hang out
Then it was room 704, hang a sign on the door
Gucci fallin' on the floor with the lights down low
Dancin' in the dark, body killin' me
Throwin' off sparks
Lay it back baby, anything goes
Spent the whole night last night all messed up, making love
Girl, I swear I've never felt this good

Waking up hungover in a hotel roomSlide the curtains back
Light up the mornin' on the balcony
Look at you stirrin' in the shadows and sheets
Last night on repeatHey, when you gonna come pick me up?
You always say we're gonna burn it down
If you want it baby, call me back
Call me back, maybe we can hang out
Then it was room 704, hang a sign on the door
Gucci fallin' on the floor with the lights down low
Dancin' in the dark, body killin' me
Throwin' off sparksLay it back baby, anything goes
Spent the whole night last night all messed up, making love
Girl, I swear I've never felt this good
Waking up hungover in a hotel roomThere's that smile drivin' me wild
Call the front desk, late check out request
You know, better yet, book it for another night
Room 704, hang a sign on the doorGucci fallin' on the floor with the lights down low
Dancin' in the dark, body killin' me
Throwin' off sparks
Lay it back baby, anything goes
Spent the whole night last night all messed up, making loveGirl, I swear I've never felt this good
Waking up hungover in a hotel room
Oh, hungover in a hotel room
Yeah, yeah
Hungover in a hotel room
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Luke Bryan grew up in the very small town of Leesburg, Ga. Back home, he helped his father with his peanut and fertilizer businesses while playing sports and enjoying the great outdoors. Yet he can remember his mother urging him to belt out George Strait songs over and over while she drove him into town to shop. By age 14, his parents bought him an Alvarez guitar. By 15, his father would take him down to a nearby club, Skinner's, where he shared guitar licks and lead vocals with other local country singers.

Read more about Luke Bryan on Last.fm.


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