Crushin It

D G I sure could use an attaboy or a big old high five D G I'd love to hear "you're killing it, dude", yeah it's bit a long time D G Since I hit one out of the park or nailed it as they say A I guess I've been in a dry spell but that's about to change D G D A Cause every week has a weekend, by this time Friday night D G D A I'll be done with my third can of cold Bud Light D G D G And I'll be crushin' it, yeah I'll be crushin' it D G They say your baby's mad cause you told her that you'd hang some pictures for her D G You know the ones she framed late last spring of you and her in Florida D G You're up on the ladder when it shatters into smithereens D She shakes her head, looks at you and says G "Ain't you good for anything?" and you say D G D A Cause every week has a weekend, by this time Friday night D G D A You want a margarita, Ill get tequila and ice D G And I'll be crushin' it, with a cold one in my other hand D G I'll be crushin' it, when I'm finished with my can D G I can stomp it with my boot, crunch it with my fist D G Smash it on my forehead, yeah I got this D G I'll be crushin' it, oh I'll be crushin' it D-G 4x D G I figured this out in college, walking past them Gothic columns D G That I was gonna probably wind up somewhere near the D G I was never gonna be the best and brightest guy around D G But like the great George freakin Straight, I'm the king of getting unwound D G D A Cause every week has a weekend, by this time Friday night D G D A You want a margarita, Ill get tequila and ice D G And I'll be crushin' it, with a cold one in my other hand D G I'll be crushin' it, when I'm finished with my can D G I can stomp it with my boot, crunch it with my fist D G Smash it on my forehead, yeah I got this D G I'll be crushin' it, oh I'll be crushin' it