Crushin It by brad Paisley verse 1:   I sure could use an attaboy or a big old high five I’d love to hear "you’re killing it dude" yeah it’s bit a long time Since I hit one out of the park or nailed it as they say I guess I’ve been in a dry spell but that’s about to change Chorus: Cause every week has a weekend by this time Friday night I’ll be done with my third can of cold Bud Light And I’ll be crushin’ it yeah I’ll be crushin’ it   verse 2: They say your baby’s mad cause you told her that you’d hang some pictures for her You know the ones she framed late last spring of you and her in Florida You’re up on the ladder when it shatters into smithereens She shakes her head looks at you and says "Ain’t you good for anything?" and you say Chorus Cause every week has a weekend by this time Friday night You want a margarita Ill get tequila and ice And I’ll be crushin’ it with a cold one in my other hand I’ll be crushin’ it when I’m finished with my can I can stomp it with my boot crunch it with my fist Smash it on my forehead yeah I got this I’ll be crushin’ it oh I’ll be crushin’ it Instrumental: - x4 verse 3:   I figured this out in college walking past them Gothic columns That I was gonna probably wind up somewhere near the   I was never gonna be the best and brightest guy around But like the great George freakin Straight I’m the king of getting unwound Chorus   Outro- Verse progression