Fiddle in the Band

I woke up hurting in my shirt and jeans from the night before My phone and my ears were ringing 'Cause we were downtown bouncing 'round from door to door There ain't a song I wasn't singing From the DJs on the twos and fours To the honky-tonk on the hardwood floors I was out throwing down in the middle of the crowd When a boy in the band broke a bow out I'm just like you, I was raised on the radio From Memphis blues to a Hollywood rock 'n' roll Took a trip to Music City Brought a little bit of everything with me I'm a little bit of bass, 808s, a little bit of clap your hands I'm a little bit of six strings on a backbeat with a fiddle in the band I'm like a burnt CD from '03 in a Mustang You never knew what was coming So, I can't help but to be R&B with a touch of twang Air guitars and dashboard drumming Hey! I'm just like you, I was raised on the radio From Memphis blues to a Hollywood rock 'n' roll Took a trip to Music City Brought a little bit of everything with me I'm a little bit of bass, 808s, a little bit of clap your hands I'm a little bit of six strings on a backbeat with a fiddle in the band Y'all hearing this? From the DJ on the twos and fours To the honky-tonk on the hardwood floors From the first song to the encore I'm just like you, I was raised on the radio From Memphis blues to a Hollywood rock 'n' roll Took a trip to Music City Brought a little bit of everything with me I'm a little bit of bass, 808s, a little bit of clap your hands I'm a little bit of six strings on a backbeat with a fiddle in the band With a fiddle in the band Come on Here we go