Oh sing your favorite song Left to tears Dreams it goes and then on And as it broke there was one And so the story goes on'n'on Come women if your life beats Those we buried with the house keys Smoke and feather where the fields are Green from here to

And I’ll spin for you like your favorite records used to And we danced, we danced With windows down, and we danced, we danced You were the song stuck in my head Played again and again and again And you can get what you want but it’s never enough Do you

Lost down some old back road Lost in a song on the radio Lost in your deep blue eyes I don't care if we spend all night Lost by the river cross the turnpike Somewhere near nowhere is my favorite thing to do What you say girl me and you Go get a little

Oh yeah, everybody grab a cold beer Pop it open, raise it up in the air Bump cans with your neighbor, yeah Here's to good ole boys and country girls everywhere Livin' loud, rockin' out to the sound of our favorite songs Y'all sing along, this night ain't

This is side one Flip me over I know I'm not your favorite record The songs you grow to like never stick at first So I'm writing you a chorus 'Cause I'd never say no to you And there's no way to talk to you A rivalry goes so deep between me And this loss

Girl, what's your favorite song I'll be your DJ tonight You don't have to say a word I see the look in your eyes And we'll keep rockin' 'til the last call Feelin' alright, yeah, yeah Now you're callin' me baby While I keep on fallin', yeah Oh, oh, oh, oh

Ah, ah, you You've got me fe E, whoa, yes Higher, higher You've got me feeling emotions Ay, higher, oh Don't link me Don't hit me when you hear this and tell me your favorite song

'Cause it's all I wanna do Yeah you're all I wanna do, 'cause I can't stop loving you Hey I can't stop loving you Now keep that coming on, let me hear my favorite song I fell from Holy Moses mountain, where love's a slippery slope And all the others I've

I hope you think my favorite song When you think happiness I hope you think "that little black dress" Think of my head on your chest And my old faded blue jeans When you think Tim McGraw I hope you think of me Put those Georgia stars to shame that night

I should've known I would pay for this You look to good with your makeup off And your favorite song They get scared to lust Girl, you're dangerous Girl, what's been happening lately? We don't even talk no more I be getting high on the low