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  1. Luck

Songwriters: Jake Nelson, Shelby Taylor Ryan and Andy Samson
Song Composer: Jake Nelson
Recorded and Produced by: Damien Jungroth at DRP Studios
Mastered by: Adam Tucker at Signaturetone Recording
Album Artwork by: Briana Layne Design

Musicians:
Jake Nelson - Lead + Harmony Vocals, Acoustic Guitars and Piano.
Damien Jungroth- Keyboard, Shaker, Tambourine, Auxiliary Instruments and percussion.
Andrew Distel - Lead Guitar
Adam Tucker- Bass Guitar
Tyler Sautter- Rhythm Guitar
John Sautter- Drums

Copyright Jake Nelson Music 2017
All Rights Reserved

Lyrics

The way your movin’ your body turns me on
With the sway of your hips rollin to your favorite song
I don’t mean to be forward but I gotta try you on
Cuz you’re lookin' just right and I know I can’t go wrong
The way your movin’ your body turns me on

This bars packed full of people we don’t even know
And the trucks gassed up go wherever you wanna go
I ain’t got no plans you and I can ride all night
Take a back road get away from all these lights
The way your movin’ your body turns me on
And now you got me thinkin’

Ooh you know what your doin to me
When you’re sittin' all pretty in the shot gun seat
The way you slide up next to me,
You got my heart skippin' a beat
Friday night with the windows down
Got the radio up ridin’ round this town
Shifting gears in a pickup truck
Thinkin’ You and me be striking-some-luck

Been thinkin’ bout that smile been drivin’ me wild for a while now
From all of this cruising and loosin’ like im boozin’ loosin’ track of time
I ain’t got no plans you and I can ride all night
I got a blanket down lookin’ up at northern lights
The way you’re movin’ your body turns me on---
And now you got me thinkin’

Ooh you know what your doin to me
When you’re sittin' all pretty in the shot gun seat
The way you slide up next to me,
You got my heart skippin a beat
Friday night with the windows down
Got the radio up ridin’ round this town
Shifting gears in a pickup truck
Thinkin’ you and me be striking-some-luck

Yeah we’re strinkin' some luck Whoa oh, Whoa oh)

oh you know just what your doin to me
When you’re sittin all pretty in the shot gun seat
The way you slide up next to me,
You got my heart skippin a beat
Friday night with the windows down
Got the radio up and the music so loud
Shifting gears in a pickup truck
Thinkin’ you and me be-striking-some-luck