Play it Again – Luke Bryan

As a music therapist, I’m always listening to the lyrics of songs.  Always.  I’m either thinking about how specific lines of the song mean something to me, what they might mean for my patients, or just what the message of the song is in general.  I also often think about how certain songs remind me of special people in my life, and I sometimes wonder if there are certain songs that remind them of me as well.

So it was just this weekend then, when someone mentioned that every time they hear this song, it’s me who comes to mind.  It just makes me feel so appreciated.  Hearing these words remind me so much of myself: “She was like, oh my God, this is my song, I’ve been listening’ to the radio all night long, Sittin’ ’round waiting’ for it to come on, and here it is.”  I know that there are definitely songs that I play over, and over again, most often the ones that I write about on this blog.  I’m okay with that though.  I listen to songs over and over again because at that moment, they mean something to me.  Perhaps the lyrics describe something in the music that I may not be able to put into words.  That’s the incredible power of music and the reason I became a music therapist.  So while I don’t expect my family and friends to analyze lyrics or meanings of songs in the same way I do, it is my hope that the people in my life can appreciate music like I do, which gives me a great sense of joy.

“She was like, come here boy, I wanna dance, ‘Fore I said a word, she was takin’ my hand. Spinnin’ me around ’til it faded out, and she gave me a kiss. And she said, play it again, play it again, play it again.”

Play it Again – Luke Bryan
She was sittin’ all alone over on the tailgate
Tan legs swingin’ by a Georgia plate
I was lookin’ for her boyfriend
Thinkin’, no way she ain’t got one.
Soon as I sat down I was fallin’ in love
Tryin’ to pour a little sugar in her Dixie cup
Talkin’ over the speakers in the back of that truck
She jumped up and cut me off.

Chorus:
She was like, oh my God, this is my song
I’ve been listening’ to the radio all night long
Sittin’ ’round waiting for it to come on, and here it is
She was like, come here boy, I wanna dance
‘Fore I said a word, she was takin’ my hand
Spinnin’ me around ’til it faded out
And she gave me a kiss
And she said, play it again, play it again, play it again
And I said, play it again, play it again, play it again.

I’d have gave that DJ my last dime
If he would have played it just one more time
But a little while later
We were sittin’ in the drive in my truck
Before I walked her to the door
I was scannin’ like a fool, AM, FM, XM too
But I stopped real quick when I heard that groove
Man, you should have seen her light up.

She was like, oh my God, this is my song
We’ve been listening’ to the radio all night long
I can’t believe that it came back on, but here it is
She was like, come here boy, I wanna dance
‘Fore I said a word, she was takin’ my hand
Spinnin’ in the headlights
She gave me a goodnight kiss
And I said, play it again, play it again, play it again
And she said, play it again, play it again, play it again.

The next Friday night we were sitting’ out under the stars
You should have seen her smile when I broke out my guitar.

She was like, oh my God, this is my song
I’ve been listening’ to the radio all night long
Sittin’ ’round waiting for it to come on, and here it is
She was like, come here boy, I wanna dance
‘Fore I said a word, she was takin’ my hand
Spinnin’ in the headlights
She gave me a goodnight kiss
And she said, play it again, play it again, play it again
And I said, play it again, play it again, play it again.
Yeah, play it again, play it again, play it again.
Somebody, play it again, play it again, play it again.

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