May 14, 2009
May 13, 2009
John Rich's Songwriting Tips #7
Name dropping is a time honored tradition in Nashville. Familiarity breeds commerce. Cash makes cash. Paycheck... damn right, paycheck! Hell, I've named whole songs after famous people who were not even mentioned outside the hook line. It don't matter. You want to have Dave Coe in a love song, go the hell ahead. He probably loved some girl one night.
May 12, 2009
Parody of Randy Houser's "Boots On"
Crocs On
(Parody of Randy Houser's "Boots On")
You can tell her life is hard
Soaps to watch and she's tired
Since the lab got busted
She's on stamps, ain't got a job
But that don't bring her tears
Still got a fridge full of beer
And she still goes out once in a while
And she does it in style
[Chorus]
In her dirty sweat pants
And that Bama shirt with holes
Hooters fanny pack
full of Marlboros
Hell she might just cause a scene
With those curlers tight and pink
No need to change a thing, screw y'all
She's goin' out with her Crocs on
Now I keep catching her eye
Like a big ol' chicken pie
Her on that hoverround
Me on the cookie aisle
Lord, she's sure lookin' fine
Like biggirllovin dot com
I'm excited thinkin' that I just might
leave Walmart with her alright
In her dirty sweat pants
And that Bama shirt with holes
Hooters fanny pack
full of Marlboros
Hell she might just cause a scene
With those curlers tight and pink
No need to change a thing, screw y'all
She's goin' out with her Crocs on
'Cause we are who we are and she's
the gal for me, yeah
And if the trailer's rockin'
well, don't you bother comin' knockin', y'all
It ain't no luck, it's destiny
[Chorus]
With her crocs on
She's gonna make sweet love
Ooh, with her crocs on
May 11, 2009
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