Parmalee Greatest Hits Lyrics

[Intro: Matt Thomas]
Got your country from your home town
(Country from your home town)
Yeah, hip hop from your college crowd
Alright

[Verse 1: Matt Thomas]
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 rollm babe
Somewhere off of that two-lane
Crankin' it up on that creek bank
Fallin' in love to your mixtape
[Chorus: Matt Thomas]
Got your country from your home town
Hip hop from your college crowd
And rock and roll from your daddy's old 45s (45s)
Got your Motown from your mama's soul
Makes me wanna hold you close
And slow dance to 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 greatеst hits
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 2: FITZ]
You're thе symphony surrounding me
24/7 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, takin' me to heaven
Turn it up to eleven [Chorus: Matt Thomas]
Got your country from your home town
Hip hop from your college crowd
And rock and roll from your daddy's old 45s (45s)
Got your Motown from your mama's soul
Makes me wanna hold you close
And slow dance to 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
[Bridge: Matt Thomas & FITZ]
You ain't no one hit wonder
Baby, you're somethin' classic
I knew it when I met you
Girl, I had to have it

[Break: Matt Thomas]
Got your country from your home town
(Country from your home town)
Yeah, hip hop from your college crowd

[Chorus: Matt Thomas]
Got your country from your home town
Hip hop from your college crowd
And rock and roll from your daddy's old 45s (45s)
Got your Motown from your mama's soul
Makes me wanna hold you close
And slow dance to 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

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