Greg Larsen

Greg Larsen

 Reseda, California, USA
BandCountrySinger/Songwriter

Up and coming country songwriter with a knack for great lyrics and emotional melodies.

Band Members

  • Greg Larsen Vocalist

Other Info

Cover band: 
No

Lyrics

Get It, Got It, Good

Written By: Greg Larsen, Matt Walsh

Get It, Got It, Good

I met her one weekend going fishin’ with a couple good friends
I took my pole and my tackle, but my line never did get wet Cause she lured to the beach for some Frisbee and some swimming
Her neon bikini had my head spinning
My buddies started teasin’ saying I was kitty whipped
And ever since that Sunday they’ve been getting on me every chance they get… And I tell em’

You might not get it, but I know I got it, know I got it good Cause she’s a drop dead deacon’s daughter, makes my mouth water Way too hot for Hollywood
Well, you better back off boys and give me a break
You’ll understand when you find that perfect lady
Get it, got it, good
I bought her earrings and a heart shaped pendant on a chain
I even bought her kid brother that shootem’ up video game Well I feel like I’m in Vegas with some quarters in my cup Like a pulled that lever down and lined them cherries up
And as for you boys I’m gonna’ have to draw the line
No more late night callin’, tellin’ me to leave her home it’s party time… No, no
Well, you might not get it, but I know I got it, know I got it good
Cause she’s a drop dead deacon’s daughter, makes my mouth water Way too hot for Hollywood
Well, you better back off boys and give me a break
You’ll understand when you find that perfect lady
Get it, got it, good
Let’s see now, playing poker smokin’ stogies with a bunch of guys
Or lookin’ deep into her baby blue bedroom eyes… oh, yeah Well, you might not get it, but I know I got it, know I got it good
Cause she’s a drop dead deacon’s daughter, makes my mouth water Way too hot for Hollywood
Well, you better back off boys and give me a break
You’ll understand when you find that perfect lady
Get it, got it, good
Get it, got it, aww that’s good

Copyright 2012 Greg Larsen, Matt Walsh
310-971-7223 / giglarsen@gmail.com

Bring on the Boom

Written By: Greg Larsen

Chuck Norris, Bruce Willis, Sylvester Stallone
They got the big guns, big explosions; you know they’ve broken some bones
They’re the kind of guys who always get the girl
The kind of guys who know how to rock their world
Yeah, if you want a cool scar, or be a Hollywood star boy
Go on now bring on the boom
Oh, if you want em to stare, you better grow a pair
You got to shoot for the moon
And if you really wanna make all the pretty girls swoon, over you
You got to bring on the boom
Na, na, na… Na, na, na… Na, na, na, na, na
Put on your… Black Stetson, your Smith & Wesson, and your cowboy boots
Cuz’ it’s a Friday night, you know it’s party time; go on now crank up the tunes
And as you walk into the bar and get that look from the girls
Everyone of them should know that you could rock their world
Yeah, go and order some rounds, and throw a couple down
Go on now bring on the boom
Oh, they got sugar and spice, and everything nice
But what their missing is you
And if you really wanna make all the pretty girls swoon, here’s a clue
You got to bring on the boom
Na, na, na… Na, na, na… Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na… Na, na, na… Na, na, na, na, na, na… Go get ya some
Yeah, it’s time to take her home, watch her shimmy off those clothes… mmm
Go on now bring on the boom
Oh, it’s time to get it on, and rock her till the dawn
Under the light of the moon
And if you really want to make that pretty girl swoon, over you
You got to bring on the boom

Na, na, na… Na, na, na… Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na… Na, na, na… Na, na, na, na, na, na… Boom!