Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Somethin' I'm Good At, artist - Brett Eldredge. Album song Brett Eldredge, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 03.08.2017
Record label: Atlantic Nashville
Song language: English
Somethin' I'm Good At |
Verse 1: |
I’m a real bad liar |
I’m a burnt toast kinda guyer |
If I try to build a fire, I’ll burn the woods. |
I … or a shaker |
Can’t keep up with the pacer |
Never met a dance floor that ever did me any good. |
Chorus: |
I 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’ya look at that. |
I finally found somethin' I’m good at. |
Verse 2: |
I got a poor sense of direction |
Sometimes too strong of affection |
For a whiskey made in Lynchburg, Tennessee! |
If there’s a hole in boat, son |
You bet that’s all she wrote |
I’m a Titanic sinking down into that deep, blue sea (ohhh) |
Chorus: |
I 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’ya look at that. |
I finally found somethin' I’m good at. |
(Playin' hard to get, are ya?) |
(Let me tell ya a little more about ya. Why I love ya) |
Damn you’re a looker |
You’re the cane, you’re the sugar |
Jiffy pop in the cooker |
You’re the … of the booker I’m reading (ain't ya, baby) |
You’re the blue, you’re the sky |
You’re the apple of my eye |
Make me laugh 'til I cry |
'Til I think I’m gonna die |
Turn me upside down, spin me around |
Spend all of my money on you all over this town |
Chorus: |
I 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’ya look at that. |
(would'ya look at that) |
I finally found somethin'…I'm really good at. |
(You thought it was over?) |
OH, oh my, my. |
I’m sucha lucky guy |
You got my tongue-tied, like Jeckel and Hyde |
I’m comin' undone |
I’m born to run |
I got my shades on, here comes the sun |
Ohhh, cotton pickin' |
My tick-tock's tickin' |
I’m love, I’m stricken |
I’m flip-flop flippin' |
I’m 'bout to cuss… a bus |
I can’t stop singin', I’m havin' way to much fun… |
Chorus: |
I 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’ya look at that. |
I finally found somethin'… I’m so good at. |