Paroles Good damn Brantley Gilbert

Good damn

You always said you hated this bar
You don't like the smell of cigarettes
You don't come out of town this far
But I ain't lyin', girl, I'm glad you did
I'm glad you did 'cause
I ain't seen you since the last time you told me
That you never wanna see me again
I ain't even drunk, I promise
I just gotta be honest

Girl, you look good, damn
You're drop-dead, ain't you? Showin' off your dress like that
Hope your mama's doin' good, damn
I miss her biscuits, not to mention sippin' whiskey with your dad
Woah, word around town is you still ain't found
Nobody that can fill these boots
I can see it in your eyes, baby, you ain't gotta lie
You know good and damn well you miss me too

I guess I still got it bad, damn
But I can tell I ain't the only one
Knockin' back a shot of Jack, damn
You ain't ever been one for attention
But what you're doin', girl, is workin'
You're lit up like a flame
You gotta know I mean it when I say

You look good, damn
You're drop-dead, ain't you? Showin' off your dress like that
Hope your mama's doin' good, damn
I miss her biscuits, not to mention sippin' whiskey with your dad
Woah, word around town is you still ain't found
Nobody that can fill these boots
I can see it in your eyes, baby, you ain't gotta lie
You know good and damn well you miss me too

You miss me

I know you miss me pickin' you up and ridin' in my truck
Talkin' 'bout forever in that wrap-around-you love
Takin' you to heaven with your back against the door
But you ain't gotta miss me anymore, naw

Yeah, you look good, damn
You're drop-dead, ain't you? Showin' off your dress like that
Hope your mama's doin' good, damn
I miss her biscuits, not to mention sippin' whiskey with your dad
Woah, word around town is you still ain't found
Nobody that can fill these boots
I can see it in your eyes, baby, you ain't gotta lie
You know good and damn well you miss me too

You miss me, you miss me
You miss me too