Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Greatest Hits, artist - Parmalee.
Date of issue: 29.07.2021
Song language: English
Greatest Hits |
Got your country from your hometown |
(Country from your hometown) |
Yeah, hip hop from your college crowd |
Alright |
Baby, I could write a song, sit down |
And find the perfect chords |
Baby, I could write a song |
But it would never be as good as yours |
So I’ma sit back and let it roll babe |
Somewhere off of that two-lane |
Cranking it up on that creek bank |
Falling in love to your mixtape |
Got your country from your hometown |
Hip hop from your college crowd |
And rock and roll from your daddy’s old forty-fives (forty-fives) |
Got your Motown from you mama’s soul |
Makes me wanna hold you close |
And slow dance to the rhythm of you all night (all night) |
Wanna turn you on, play it all again |
And love you just like this |
You’re the best thing that I ever did |
So if anyone asks, girl, you’re my greatest hits |
Yeah you’re my greatest hits |
Yeah, yeah |
You’re the symphony surrounding me |
Twenty-four-seven melody to make your hand clap |
On another kind of energy |
A twenty-four-carat gold record |
You’re the soundtrack |
To all of my Friday nights |
Laid back like a Sunday drive |
Mic check, one, two, taking me to heaven |
Turn it up to eleven |
Got your country from your hometown |
Hip hop from your college crowd |
And rock and roll from your daddy’s old forty-fives (forty-fives) |
Got your Motown from you mama’s soul |
Makes me wanna hold you close |
And slow dance to the rhythm of you all night (all night) |
Wanna turn you on, play it all again |
And love you just like this |
You’re the best thing that I ever did |
So if anyone asks, girl, you’re my greatest hits |
Yeah, you’re my greatest hits |
You ain’t no one-hit-wonder |
Baby, you’re something classic |
I knew it when I met you |
Girl, I had to have it |
Got your country from your hometown |
(Country from your hometown) yeah |
Hip hop from your college crowd |
Got your country from your hometown |
Hip hop from your college crowd |
And rock and roll from your daddy’s old forty-fives (forty-fives) |
Got your Motown from you mama’s soul |
Makes me wanna hold you close |
And slow dance to the rhythm of you all night (all night) |
Wanna turn you on, play it all again |
And love you just like this |
You’re the best thing that I ever did |
So if anyone asks, girl, you’re my greatest hits |