Jon Pardi - All Time High Lyrics
Get the lyrics to the song: All Time High by Jon Pardi at LyricsKeeper.com.
All Time High
| All Time High Lyrics |
|---|
What Are The Lyrics For All Time High By Jon Pardi?
Yeah, you're my midnight trip ride
Yeah, you're stronger than moonshine My backwoods, homegrown baby, you're so fine Girl, I wanna roll you up and smoke ya' So addicted every time I get to hold ya' You're my dealer and I'm your love junkie I don't care, I'll spend all my money Oh, 'cause baby you're my all time high Fly me right up into the sky I'm your rocket man And I don't wanna ever come down, no Oh, you taste like heaven You turn my knob right to eleven Oh, you make me feel so right 'Cause baby you're my all time high Yeah, just one kiss from you Is just enough to make me come unglued You got some powerful stuff And I just can't get enough Oh, 'cause baby you're my all time high Fly me right up into the sky I'm your rocket man And I don't wanna ever come down, no Oh, you taste like heaven You turn my knob right to eleven Oh, you make me feel so right 'Cause baby you're my all time high, yeah Oh, baby you'll always be, yeah Oh, the only drug I need Oh, 'cause baby you're my all time high Fly me right up into the sky I'm your rocket man And I don't wanna ever come down, no Oh, you taste like heaven You turn my knob right to eleven Oh, you make me feel so right, yeah The day I quit you is the day I die 'Cause baby you're my all time high Yeah, baby you're my all time high And I don't ever wanna come down |
Who Wrote All Time High By Jon Pardi?
Bart Butler, Brice Long, Jon Pardi
|
What's The Duration Of The All Time High By Jon Pardi?The duration of All Time High is 3:53 minutes and seconds. |
More Lyrics
0 | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | A | B | C | D | E | F | G | H | I | J | K | L | M | N | O | P | Q | R | S | T | U | V | W | X | Y | Z
Lyrics Of The Day
- Natascia Diaz: Old Folks The old folks don't talk much…
- Jon Bryant: Evening Sun All the colors of the evening sun…
- Afro-Blues Quintet + 1: Shop Around When I became of age my mother called me to her side…
- John Brown's Body: Over the River Time stains like red wine…
- Daniel Boone: Beautiful Sunday Sunday morning, up with the lark…