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Somethin' I'm Good At - Brett Eldredge



     
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I'm a real bad liar, I'm a burnt toast kinda guy
Or if I try to build a fire I'll burn the woods
I ain't a mover or a shaker, can't keep up with the pacer
Never met a dancefloor that ever did me any goodI can't change the world, no I can't change a flat
If you give me your heart, girl, well, you may never get it back
You said you'd never smile again, but oh no, here it comes
Would you look at that?
I finally found somethin' I'm good atI got a poor sense of direction, sometimes too strong of affection
For a whiskey made in Lynchburg, Tennessee
If there's a hole in my boat son, you bet that's all she wrote
I'm a Titanic sinking down into that deep blue seaI can't change the world, no I can't change a flat
If you give me your heart, girl, well, you may never get it back
You said you'd never smile again, but oh no, here it comes
Would you look at that?
I finally found somethin' I'm good atDamn you're looker
You're the cane and the sugar
Jiffy Pop in the cooker
You're the author of the book

That I'm reading
You're the moon, you're the sky
You're the apple of my eye
Make me laugh till I cry
Till I think I'm gonna die
Turn me upside down
Spin me around
Spend all money on you all over this townI can't change the world, no I can't change a flat
If you give me your heart, girl, well, you may never get it back
You said you'd never smile again, but oh no, here it comes
Would you look at that? (would you look at that?)
I finally found somethin' I'm really good at
You thought it was overOh my mine
I'm such a lucky guy
You got me tongue tied
Like Jekyll & Hyde
I'm coming undone
I'm born to run
I got my shades on
Here comes the sun
All cotton pickin'
My tick tocks tickin'
I love I'm stricken'
I'm flip flop flippin'
I'm 'bout to cuss
Son of a bus
I can't stop singin'
I'm havin' way too much funI can't change the world, no I can't change a flat
If you give me your heart, girl, well, you may never get it back
You said you'd never smile again, but oh no, here it comes
Would you look at that?
I finally found somethin' I'm so good at
Hahaha, cut
Songwriters
TOM DOUGLAS, BRETT ELDREDGEPublished by
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Some life-changing moments are only apparent in retrospect. Brett Eldredge recognized his as it was happening. The Paris, IL, native was visiting Nashville for the first time early in his sophomore year at Chicago's Elmhurst College. He was at the Station Inn, an historic bluegrass/country venue where many of the greats of both worlds have played. His cousin Terry, a veteran of Dolly Parton's band and now a member of the Grascals, was playing with a band called the Sidemen, and a mesmerized Brett was in the crowd.

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