Maroon 5 – Lucky Strike lyrics

You’re such a motivator, I gotta get you where
So sick of saying yes sir, yes sir
You’re such an instigator, you wanna play the game
Take it or leave it, that’s her, that’s her
And I can’t wait another minute
I can’t take the look she’s giving
Your body rocking, keep me up all night
One in a million
My lucky strike

Got me so high, and then she dropped me
But she got me, she got me, she got me bad
Took me inside and then she rocked me
She keep up all night, this is what it sounds like

Whoooa, oh oh oh my lucky strike
Whoooa, oh oh oh my lucky strike
Your body rocking, keep me up all night
One in a million, my lucky strike

Stuck in her elevator, she takes me to the sky
And I don’t wanna go down, go down
She said I’ll feel you later; go ahead and fantasize
She make me want her right now right now

And I can’t wait another minute
I can’t take the look she’s giving
Your body rocking, keep me up all night
One in a million
My lucky strike

Got me so high, and then she dropped me
But she got me, she got me, she got me bad
Took me inside and then she rocked me
She keep up all night, this is what it sounds like

Whoooa, oh oh oh my lucky strike
Whoooa, oh oh oh my lucky strike
Your body rocking, keep me up all night
One in a million, my lucky strike

Hey, you’re taking all my pain away
You’re shaking like an earthquake
Hey, you’re taking all my pain away
You’re shaking like an earthquake

Got me so high, and then she dropped me
But she got me, she got me, she got me bad
Took me inside and then she rocked me
She keep up all night, this is what it sounds like

Whoooa, oh oh oh my lucky strike
Whoooa, oh oh oh my lucky strike
Your body rocking, keep me up all night
One in a million, my lucky strike

My lucky strike, my lucky strike
Your body rocking, keep me up all night
One in a million

Miranda Lambert – Smoking Jacket

I want a man with a smoking jacket
and a deeper pocket with money to burn
I want a man who knows the status and
Makes a habit of loving me till hurts

He might be hard on the paddle
But he knows it how to take it slow
He might be quite commited
But he sure gon take me home
Yes, he is

I want a man with a smoking jacket,
and a car that’s classy living in [?]
I want a man who’s heart is tragic,
but he makes his magic every night on me

We go together just like nicotine and Chanel
And when he lights up on the Lucky Strike
Waiting for him to exhale

I want a man with a smoking jacket
and a deeper pocket with money to burn
I want a man who knows the status and
Makes a habit of loving me till hurts

Headed in refund, he’s [?] wholy
I don’t need a diamond
I like wearing his smoked [?]
I want a man
I want a man
I want a man

I want a man with a smoking jacket,
and he lights his matches with the kerosene