Evan Cyote - He Hates Music Lyrics

When I drive into work I got the windows rolled down
Got the radio playing all my favorite sounds
At the bonfire down the street
Catch me two stepping bare feet
Wanna hear that 90s beat
All the way to the Mississippi
Come on
We used to dance all day while the band would play
Some George hank and Alan that's why we'd stay
We'd swing all night under them Florida pines
Until he found him a lady he thought was fine
Couldn't listen to the same old tune
He had to find him something new
He hates music because of me
Every strum of that six string is his misery so I turn it up and I sing it loud
Every notch on that dial makes sure he's not around
Only one thing I can guarantee
He hates music because of me
I'm sure he found him something better to do
Like drinking coffee and watching the news
Cause not a single song that will play on his phone
Won't leave him wishing he wasn't alone
Livin a life a little out of tune
Good luck honey wouldn't wish I was you
He hates music because of me
Every strum of that six string is his misery so I turn it up and I sing it loud
Every notch on that dial makes sure he's not around
Only one thing I can guarantee
He hates music because of me
Can't drown me out
By turning up the sound
In your jet black ford
That your daddy paid for
Cause everywhere you go
It's me on the radio
He hates music because of me
Every strum of that six string is his misery so I turn it up and I sing it loud
Every notch on that dial makes sure he's not around
Oh
He hates music because of me
Every strum of that six string is his misery so I turn it up and I sing it loud
Every notch on that dial makes sure he's not around
Only one thing I can guarantee
He hates music because of me