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BRELAND & Keith Urban - Country Duets - Throw It Back
Country Duets
01. A Few Ole Country Boys
02. Pretty Paper
03. Sisters Coming Home
04. Let's Make Love
05. Go Ahead and Break My Heart
06. Throw It Back
07. Big River
08. Dawns
09. He Still Thinks I Care
10. Better Boat
11. You Ain't Dolly (And You Ain't Porter)
12. Everybody's Got Somebody but Me
13. Loose Talk
14. Picture
15. Play Together Again
16. Road That Goes Both Ways
17. Say
18. Fake ID
19. I Didn't Fall in Love with Your Hair
20. (I Wanna Hear) A Cheatin' Song
21. Hard to Handle
22. Long Live Cowgirls
23. I Still Love You
24. If I Ever Fall in Love Again
If she get a shot of whiskey, she know how to throw it back
She turn up for Elvis Presley, told the DJ, "Throw it back"
She look better every Thursday, she don't have to throw it back
Shawty got me catching feelings, I just hope she throw it back

Throw it, throw it back
Drop it low, you can blame it on the Jack, ayy
Slow it down, girl, I'm tryna make it last, ayy
If you sexy and you know it, make it clap
Throw it, throw it, throw it back

I threw it on back
Nothing says summer like the way she make me feel (feel)
A tall glass of natural woman
I can tell that she keep it real (she keep it real, yeah)
A green light
She'll give it to you, gotta get it 'fore it turn red (ooh-hoo)
Hotter than a flame
I barely know her name, but I'm damn sure willing to bet (yeah)

If she get a shot of whiskey, she know how to throw it back
She turn up for Elvis Presley, told the DJ, "Throw it back"
She look better every Thursday, she don't have to throw it back
Shawty got me catching feelings, I just hope she throw it back

Throw it, throw it back
Drop it low, you can blame it on the Jack, ayy
Slow it down, girl, I'm tryna make it last, ayy
If you sexy and you know it, make it clap
Throw it, throw it

Better thank Jesus, making them peaches
Georgia Bulldog got me SEC-sick
She on that wave and I'm deep in
Tryna buy another round (throw it back)
Let me see the levee-breakin' Chevy, super heavy-duty
Toot-toot for the dude-dude, babe
Bubble-bubble, you been eating your McDoubles
And it's trouble for me

If she get a shot of whiskey, she know how to throw it back
She turn up for Elvis Presley, told the DJ, "Throw it back"
She look better every Thursday, she don't have to throw it back
Shawty got me catching feelings, I just hope she throw it back

Throw it, throw it back
Drop it low, you can blame it on the Jack, ayy
Slow it down, girl, I'm tryna make it last, ayy
If you sexy and you know it, make it clap
Throw it, throw it, throw it back (do it to 'em, Keith)

If she get a shot of whiskey, she know how to throw it back
She turn up for Elvis Presley, told the DJ, "Throw it back" (throw it back)
She look better every Thursday, she don't have to throw it back
Shawty got me catching feelings, I just hope she throw it back (hmm, won't you)

Throw it, throw it back
Drop it low, you can blame it on the Jack, ayy
Slow it down, girl, I'm tryna make it last, ayy
If you sexy and you know it, make it clap
Throw it, throw it

Throw it back
Drop it low, you can blame it on the Jack (on the Jack)
Slow it down, girl, I'm tryna make it last, ayy
If you sexy and you know it, make it clap
Throw it, throw it, throw it back