Tore Up Upchurch
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[Verse 1]
The only time I see you is when we're in a crowd
You're with your friends and I'm with mine, the music's bumpin' loud
You used to be the girl that didn't go out on the town
Now you have these crazy nights on Instagram you post about
[Pre-Chorus]
And through the neon smoke
On a midtown strip
When I'm home alone
You're out with your friends
[Chorus]
I still get tore up
I still get tore up about it (Up about it)
I still get tore up
I still get tore up (Up about it)
I still get tore up
I still get tore up about it (Up about it)
I still get tore up about it
Up about it, up about it, up about it
(I still get tore up about it, up about it)
[Verse 2]
Uh, yeah we ain't as young as we once was
Back when I had no tattoos, no ID to get in clubs
We walked Broadway lookin' at the lights and nightlife that we never seen
Breathin' in those toxic fumes from buses sittin' on Second Ave
Trying to sneak in to the spots where all the big boys used to roam around
I was 130 pound soakin' wet but I felt like Zeus when you was around
A long way from them county roads in a small taste of that city life
Sweet smell of that Jack Daniel's, old cigarette smoke and neon lights
With Alan Jackson from the background comin' from a country cover band
And a homeless lady on a street corner killin' it when she plays that violin
Johnny and June on them alley walls that slapped up way back when
We didn't know shit about life just six months in to havin' our license
And if these words were Polaroids these pictures would be priceless
But these thoughts up in my head keep replayin' because they're timeless
So whenever you're out up on the town cheers to the times that we had
Let the flames of life drift down the strip of Music City
The only time I see you is when we're in a crowd
You're with your friends and I'm with mine, the music's bumpin' loud
You used to be the girl that didn't go out on the town
Now you have these crazy nights on Instagram you post about
[Pre-Chorus]
And through the neon smoke
On a midtown strip
When I'm home alone
You're out with your friends
[Chorus]
I still get tore up
I still get tore up about it (Up about it)
I still get tore up
I still get tore up (Up about it)
I still get tore up
I still get tore up about it (Up about it)
I still get tore up about it
Up about it, up about it, up about it
(I still get tore up about it, up about it)
[Verse 2]
Uh, yeah we ain't as young as we once was
Back when I had no tattoos, no ID to get in clubs
We walked Broadway lookin' at the lights and nightlife that we never seen
Breathin' in those toxic fumes from buses sittin' on Second Ave
Trying to sneak in to the spots where all the big boys used to roam around
I was 130 pound soakin' wet but I felt like Zeus when you was around
A long way from them county roads in a small taste of that city life
Sweet smell of that Jack Daniel's, old cigarette smoke and neon lights
With Alan Jackson from the background comin' from a country cover band
And a homeless lady on a street corner killin' it when she plays that violin
Johnny and June on them alley walls that slapped up way back when
We didn't know shit about life just six months in to havin' our license
And if these words were Polaroids these pictures would be priceless
But these thoughts up in my head keep replayin' because they're timeless
So whenever you're out up on the town cheers to the times that we had
Let the flames of life drift down the strip of Music City
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