Get Me Some Of That
You’re shakin’ that money maker, like a heartbreaker, like your college major was
Twistin’ and tearin’ up Friday nights
Love the way you’re wearin’ those jeans so tight
I bet your kiss is a soul saver, my favorite flavor, want it now and later
I never seen nothin’ that I want so bad
Girl, I gotta get me, gotta get me some of that
Yeah, gotta get me some of that
Pedestrian lyrics?
You grew up on “I’m Into Something Good” and “Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go,” tracks so infectious that your barely pubescent body shaked and shimmied as your mouth implored your parents to take you to the record store just so you could buy the disc and play it over and over and over again.
And I feel the same way about Thomas Rhett’s “Get Me Some Of That.” And so do many others, it went to number one. As well as scoring double digit millions on YouTube. You see music is not in trouble, because those who are winning know it’s all about hooks, about singles, about tracks so infectious that people buy tickets just to sing along.
Or to quote someone who keeps decrying the state of today’s music industry, SAME AS IT EVER WAS!
It’s not so difficult, then again it is. Derek Jeter makes it look effortless, alas, few can do so.
It’s that subtle, twinkly guitar intro that initially enraptures you.
And shortly thereafter, Thomas begins to sing…
“Yeah girl, been diggin’ on you
Sippin’ on drink number two
Tryin’ to come up with somethin’ smooth
And waitin’ on the right time to make my move”
There’s not a guy alive who hasn’t been in this situation, seeing someone he’d like to get up close and personal with in a bar and screwing up his gumption to do so.
So, the guys are hooked.
And so are the girls, because they’re always approachable, if you’re cute enough, if your line is good enough, which usually it isn’t. So, guys oftentimes don’t make the move.
And then there’s the reference to “college major,” it roots the song, cements the picture, and the truth is colleges are a hotbed of country music, just go to the show if you doubt me.
Little more what you doin’ out there
Swingin’ your hips, slingin’ your hair
Side to side with your drink in the air
Lord have mercy, now girl, I swear
And you think it’s about your nose, your boobs, no, it’s about your ATTITUDE, the way you hold yourself, you can drive us crazy with a swivel, by going deep into your own personal reverie.
But then comes the piece-de-resistance.
Gotta get your number in my phone
We’re living in the twenty first century, Maroon 5 might have sung about a pay phone, but the country artists are more modern than that. You don’t write someone’s number down anymore, you put it in your phone!
In my ride, by my side, down the highway
In the dark, in my arms, in your driveway
All because of that smile you threw my way
The signal. The wink, the smile. That’s what we’re looking for, the green light.
But this is fantasy. How do we know?
The way the song gets quiet at the very end and Rhett sings…
I bet your kiss is a soul saver, my favorite flavor
I want it now and later
It probably never happened, he was too paralyzed.
But the truth is with a song like “Get Me Some Of That” on an endless loop in your head you get up your courage to take action.
That’s the way it always happens, talk to the athletes, charging themselves up with music on their phones.
As for the lyric, it’s kind of like “Knocked Up,” where the bouncer tells Leslie Mann he’d tap that ass. That’s one of the few things I remember about that movie. The truth is guys look at each other as they bring longnecks to their lips and say…they want to get them some of that.
But the truth is they don’t look at each other, they can’t take their eyes off her. Fantasizing. If only their magic worked, she could be not only Ms. Tonight, but Ms. Right.
