Hit It Again

Album: single release only (2010)
Charted: 66
  • I make her say ooh, ooh
    I make her say ooh

    I got the dirty old hands of a drummer in a band
    But I never really hit the sticks
    I got the sun burned tan of every working man
    Who's spent a minute in a ditch
    And I ain't gonna try to tell another lie
    You never shoulda let me in
    'Cause I'm the type of guy who dad won't let inside
    To show you where my hands have been

    This is now, that was then
    You broke my heart, I let you in
    This is now, that was then
    I fucked around with all your friends
    Whoa, whoa, whoa-oh-oh
    Whoa, whoa, whoa-oh-oh
    This is now, that was then
    Forget all about the past
    And let's hit it again

    I make her say ooh, ooh
    I make her say ooh

    She's eleven out of ten, got a body with a pin
    You could pull it like a hand grenade
    And I don't know where she's going but I know where she's been
    'Cause it's the only time my bed's been made
    And I ain't gonna try to tell another lie
    You trip me when you let me in
    'Cause I'm the type of guy who drinks until his eyes
    Lose sight of what's in front of him

    This is now, that was then
    You broke my heart, I let you in
    This is now, that was then
    I fucked around with all your friends
    Whoa, whoa, whoa-oh-oh
    Whoa, whoa, whoa-oh-oh
    This is now, that was then
    Forget all about the past
    and let's hit it again

    She's the portrait of a model
    I'm just a picture of a man (man, man, man)
    She's got her fingers on a bottle
    But I'm drinking from a can
    And she's always seeing people
    And I'm always on my own
    But she's right here begging
    Saying, "Take me home"
    "Take me home"

    This is now, that was then
    You broke my heart, I let you in
    This is now, that was then
    I fucked around with all your friends
    Whoa, whoa, whoa-oh-oh
    Whoa, whoa, whoa-oh-oh
    This is now, that was then
    Forget all about the past
    and let's hit it again Writer/s: Sean Foreman, Sam Hollander, David Katz, Nathaniel Motte
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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