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Introduction
If you’ve ever wished you could capture the essence of a perfect summer day in a single song, Scotty McCreery’s “Feelin’ It” might just be your answer. This track, released as a single from his See You Tonight album in 2014, radiates all the feel-good vibes of sunlit beaches, carefree road trips, and the unmistakable magic of summer.
From the first note, “Feelin’ It” paints a vivid picture. The upbeat tempo feels like the rhythm of waves crashing against the shore, while McCreery’s smooth baritone anchors the song with warmth and familiarity. It’s not just a melody—it’s a mood, one that transports listeners to a day where the world slows down, and all that matters is the moment you’re in.
The lyrics are a celebration of simple pleasures: “Pop tops poppin’, flip-flops floppin’,” Scotty sings, pulling us into a world of cold drinks, sandy toes, and endless skies. The imagery is so evocative, you can practically feel the sun on your skin and hear the distant hum of summer fun. It’s a song that’s all about living in the present and savoring the little things that make life sweet.
One of the most striking elements of “Feelin’ It” is how effortlessly it resonates with listeners. Whether you’re actually on the beach or just dreaming about it from your office desk, the song has a way of making you feel like you’re there. It’s no wonder it became a summer anthem for fans of country music, capturing the universal longing for carefree days and endless nights.
Behind the scenes, Scotty McCreery worked with songwriters Frank Rogers and Matthew West to craft this breezy, feel-good tune. Their collaboration shines in the way the lyrics and melody fit perfectly together, creating a seamless flow that keeps you hooked from start to finish. It’s not just a song—it’s an experience, a reminder to embrace joy and let loose every now and then.
But “Feelin’ It” isn’t just about the fun; it’s also a testament to McCreery’s ability to connect with his audience. Coming off his success on American Idol and his earlier hits, this song solidified Scotty as more than just a talented singer—it showed he had a knack for delivering songs that feel authentic and relatable.
So, the next time you’re longing for a slice of summer, put on “Feelin’ It” and let Scotty McCreery take you there. With its catchy rhythm, vivid lyrics, and infectious energy, it’s not just a song to listen to—it’s a song to feel.
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Lyrics
I’m feelin’ it
Pop-tops poppin’, flip-flops floppin’
Drop-tops droppin’ down
Ray-Bans rayin’, waves are wavin’
Ladies are layin’ out
Feelin’ it
iPods rockin’, sunblock blockin’
Igloos stockin’ up (yep)
Cutoffs are cuttin’, worry ’bout nothin’
But puttin’ somethin’ in my cup (feelin’ it)
And I can’t, I can’t find nothin’ wrong
With nothin’, nothin’ that’s goin’ on
It’s makin’ me wanna sing a song
That goes like this
Whoa, whoa
Ain’t nothin’ like feelin’ that summertime feelin’
Kicked back, relaxed, just chillin’
I’m feelin’, I’m feelin’ it
Whoa, whoa
Ain’t nothin’ like diggin’ that summertime
Diggin’ in the sand, gettin’ tan
With your hand in my hand
I’m feelin’ it
Oh yeah
I’m feelin’ it
Riptide rippin’, skimboard skimmin’
Sip, sippin’ somethin’ on ice (fill it up)
Hot gets hotter, head to the water
Jump into paradise (feelin’ it)
And I can’t, I can’t find nothin’ wrong
With nothin’, nothin’ that’s goin’ on
It’s makin’ me wanna sing a song
That goes like this (like this)
Whoa, whoa
Ain’t nothin’ like feelin’ that summertime feelin’
Kicked back, relaxed, just chillin’
I’m feelin’, I’m feelin’ it
Whoa, whoa
Ain’t nothin’ like diggin’ that summertime
Diggin’ in the sand, gettin’ tan
With your hand in my hand
I’m feelin’ it
(Whoa, whoa)
Oh, I’m feelin’ it
(Whoa, whoa)
Sunset settin’, gettin’ good’s gettin’
Good as it can get
Lip gloss glossin’, no more talkin’
Baby, givin’ me a kiss
(Feelin’ it)
Whoa, whoa
Ain’t nothin’ like feelin’ that summertime feelin’
Kicked back, relaxed, just chillin’
I’m feelin’, I’m feelin’ it
Whoa, whoa
Ain’t nothin’ like diggin’ that summertime
Diggin’ in the sand, gettin’ tan
With your hand in my hand
I’m feelin’ it
(Whoa, whoa)
Oh yeah
Oh, I’m feelin’ it
(Whoa, whoa)
Pop-tops poppin’
iPods rockin’
Flip-flops floppin’
Oh, I’m feelin’ it