Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song BROKE BOY , by - Hardy. Release date: 03.09.2020
Song language: English
BROKE BOY |
| I filled up, maxed that Discover |
| Bought a can of snuff, dropped ten for the cover |
| Had fifteen bucks to drink down my supper |
| I was broke, boy |
| Then she walked in the door, lookin' like a million |
| Never seen her before, but man, I had a feelin' |
| She’s the kind if you swing and miss |
| It’ll leave your heart broke, boy |
| Funny what you do when you got nothin' to lose |
| So I counted to three, eased on up and said |
| «My truck is parked in the parking lot |
| In the back seat’s a half-full rack of beer |
| I got a spot to stop and watch a star drop |
| Whatcha say we get there and the hell outta here» |
| Then a «yes"turned into an all-night kiss |
| On the top of a dropped tailgate |
| And man, I couldn’t help but think to myself (Damn) |
| Damn, son, you got some pretty good game for a broke boy |
| (Broke boy, whiskey in your Coke, boy) |
| (Broke boy, broke boy) |
| You got some pretty good game for a broke boy |
| (Broke boy, broke boy, funny like a joke boy) |
| (Broke boy, broke boy) |
| We woke up to the heat of that summer |
| And that one night turned into two hundred |
| Now she tells me that she loves me right before she goes to bed |
| And she wouldn’t be saying that if I never said |
| «My truck is parked in the parking lot |
| In the back seat’s a half-full rack of beer |
| I got a spot to stop and watch a star drop |
| Whatcha say we get there and the hell outta here» |
| Then a «yes"turned into an all-night kiss |
| On the top of a dropped tailgate |
| And man, I couldn’t help but think to myself (Damn) |
| Damn, son, you got some pretty good game for a broke boy |
| Broke boy, whiskey in your Coke, boy |
| Shootin' your shot like a .45 Colt for a |
| Mississippi queen that deserves it all |
| Who’da thought a right-on-the-money honey’d |
| Ever fall for a broke boy |
| My truck was parked in that parking lot |
| Every one of them backseat beers got drank |
| I didn’t have a dime to my last name |
| Aw, but she took mine and I got the Lord to thank |
| That a «yes"turned into an all-night kiss |
| On the top of a dropped tailgate |
| And man, I couldn’t help but think to myself (Damn) |
| Damn, son, you got some pretty good game for a broke boy |
| Broke boy, whiskey in your Coke, boy |
| Lookin' back now, kinda funny like a joke, boy |
| Mississippi queen that deserves it all |
| Who’da thought a right-on-the-money honey’d |
| Ever fall for a broke boy |
| A right-on-the-money honey’d |
| Ever fall for a broke boy |