Corey Smith - If I Could Do It Again Lyrics
Best friends in a pickup truck, we were Panama City bound Eight hours in the back, wind blowin with the sun beatin down Makin plans to raise some hell, celebratin our senior year We had a trash bag full of cloths and a suitcase full of beers We got pulled over by the Alabama state patrol But they never found the booze, so they had to let us go If I could do it again, you know I'd do it the same Got a room at the Beach Club Inn, it was a dump but we didn't care Between the cruisin and the beach and the clubs we were hardly ever there We'd get drunk and raise some hell and I play my guitar in the sand Everyone would come and sing along and the pretty girls would dance The Florida shore it really put a spell on me Turned a quiet Sunday school boy into the life of the party If I could do it again you know I'd do it the same I'd pass out on the beach drinkin Golden Grain I'd wake up covered in sand with that bottle in my hand Then I'd go for a swim and start drinkin again Oh I'd break all the rules, just like I used to do If I could do it again yea I met a girl from Tennessee, no I don't remember her name But I can still see her top pulled down and that belly button ring We kissed but I didn't tell no, I had to keep it hush on the down low I had girlfriend back at home and she didn't need to know Sure I felt a little guilty as we dusted off our clothes But she was wild and she was fine Lord, worth every lie I told If I could do it again, you know I'd do it the same With the one night stands and the drinkin games You know I'd check out the girls at the clubs, hookin up whenever I could Sex on a beach never tasted as good I'd break my first love's heart, forget to hide the fingernail marks If I could do it again yea I'd get sunburned on a new tattoo, lose my favorite jeans and my tennis shoes Get kicked out of my hotel room and sleep in the truck for a night or two Blow all my money, have to call my dad and work two months to pay him back Take bong hits and laugh like hell, flick the police off and get hauled to jail If I could do it again I'd do it the same, not one regret I wouldn't change a thing I'd check out the girls at the clubs, hookin up whenever I could Oh, oh, ohhh, I'd wkae up coered in sand, with that bottle in my hand Ohhhhh, I'd break all the rules, just like I use to do If I could do it again, how bout you If I could do it again, do it again Best friends in a pick-up truck, we were Panama City bound
