Les chorégraphies – Page 17

Well I was sittin’ at home
Got a call on my phone from my buddy
Asked if he’d stop by the store
And pick up a case a beer
He said, « Wish I could, but hey Matt
I ain’t got the money »
I said, « Get on back, don’t you worry
The party is going on here »
Got girls runnin’ round in the kitchen
They’re all half naked
I’m hopin’ and prayin’ to God
They stay the night
And I’m thinkin’ that maybe I shouldn’t
But I say, « What the hell, c’mon boys
Let’s have a good time »

Chorus
Honey I know you’re home sleepin’
And I’m out runnin’ wild
Don’t you ever forget that
They call me the wild child

Walked out on the back porch
And talked to a purty lady
She came up to me and
Had asked me for a light
I said, « Whatcha smokin’?

Marlboros or marijuana? »
She said, « Both » with a grin
« But I like the coke and lime »
Well we don’t need Scooby Doo
To solve this mystery
It’s clear to see the « want me »
In your eyes
And I’m thinkin’ that maybe I shouldn’t
My girl wouldn’t know
But still, it just wouldn’t seem right

Chorus

We ran outta beer
Broke out a half gallon of Jager
I took off the top
And passed it around
I said, « Hey lady,
Do you want the grand tour? »
I took her upstairs, closed the door,
And laid her down

Chorus x 2

HIT THE DIFF

HIT THE DIFF

Chorégraphie écrite par Guylaine BOURDAGES (Québec – CANADA – Octobre 2015)
Niveau : Novice

Danse en ligne, 32 temps, 4 murs, 2 restarts

Musique : Hit the Diff – Richie REMO – 104 Bpm – Polka

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THINKIN’ COUNTRY

THINKIN’ COUNTRY

Chorégraphie écrite par Simon Ward (Australie – Janvier 2016)
Niveau : Débutant

Line dance 48 temps, 4 murs,

Musique : What Was I Thinking by Dierks Bentley (160 BPM)

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« What Was I Thinkin' »

Becky was a beauty from south Alabama
Her daddy had a heart like a nine-pound hammer
Think he even did a little time in the slammer
What was I thinkin’?

She snuck out one night and met me by the front gate
Her daddy came out wavin’ that twelve gauge
We tore out the drive he peppered my tailgate
What was I thinkin’?

Oh, I knew there’d be hell to pay
But that crossed my mind a little too late…
’cause I was…

[chorus:]
Thinkin’ ’bout a little white tank top sittin’ right
There in the middle by me
I was thinkin’ ’bout a long kiss man just gotta get
Goin’ where a night might lead
I know what I was feelin’
But what was I thinkin’… what was I thinkin’

By the county line the cops were nippin’ on our heels
Pulled off the road and kicked it in four-wheel
Shut off the lights and tore through the corn field
What was I thinkin’?

Out the other side she was hollerin’ faster
Took a dirt road and had the radio blastin’
Hit the honky tonk for a little close dancin’
What was I thinkin’?

Oh, I knew there’d be hell to pay
But that crossed my mind a little too late…
’cause I was…

[repeat chorus]

When a mountain of a man with a « born to kill » tattoo
Tried to cut in I knocked out his front tooth
We ran outside hood-slidin’ like bo duke
What was I thinkin’?

I finally got her home at a half past too late
Her daddy’s in a lawn chair sittin’ on the driveway
Put it in park as he started my way
What was I thinkin’, oh what was I thinkin’

Then she gave a come-and-get-me grin
And like a bullet we were gone again… ’cause I was

[repeat chorus]