Houston, We Got A Problem – Lyrics
Artist: Luke Combs
Album: This One’s For You Too (2017)
Songwriter: Luke Combs, Jonathan Singleton & Randy Montana
Total Time: 3:12
Structure: V | CH | V | CH | CH
Houston, We Got A Problem
VERSE
This is my kinda town, this is my kinda place.
I wouldn’t mind hangin’ ’round for more than just a couple days.
I got a twelfth floor room with a killer view of the empty Astrodome,
A tab at the bar downstairs, but all I can think about is home.
CHORUS
I got new boots covered in red dirt,
A “Don’t Mess With Texas” T-shirt,
And a Lonestar postcard postmarked with missin’ you.
It’s got the biggest sky you’ve ever seen,
The coldest beer you’d ever drink,
But I still feel like I landed on the moon,
‘Cause it ain’t got you:
Houston, we got a problem.
VERSE
You should’ve seen 19th Street, you should’ve seen a midnight rodeo,
The way them saloon doors swing, when they line dance to “Copperhead Road.”
Some like the lager down here, that’ll make you feel the way all them cowboys do.
I wish I was an outlaw, but all I can think about is you.
CHORUS
I got new boots covered in red dirt,
A “Don’t Mess With Texas” T-shirt,
And a Lonestar postcard postmarked with missin’ you.
It’s got the biggest sky you’ve ever seen,
The coldest beer you’d ever drink,
But I still feel like I landed on the moon,
‘Cause it ain’t got you:
Houston, we got a problem.
OUTTRO
It’s got the biggest sky you’ve ever seen,
The coldest beer you’d ever drink,
But I still feel like I landed on the moon,
‘Cause it ain’t got you:
Houston, we got a problem.
We got a problem
Houston, we got a problem.
© Warner Chappell Music, Inc
POV | Perspective: 2nd Person | Internal
BPM: 70
Times Title In Song: 4
—– WORD COUNTS —–
Total Word Count: 261
1 Syllable Words: 188 (72%)
3+ Syllable Words: 8 (3%)
: 63 (26%)Long Words 7+ Characters: 36 (14%)
Short Words <=3 Characters: 116 (44%)
—– EASY TO UNDERSTAND? —–
Reading Ease Score: 86.8
Reading Level: 6th Grade
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