Lit

(álbum: Something's Going On - 2017)

Lucky strike and a honkey tonk
Chicken frying on a chicken bone
Tennessee moonshiner
Cooking that copper line
Granny drunk playing Bingo
Yelling out B-99
Talking 'bout lit

Fire up that stogy when the deal is done
Short fuse, black cat, everybody run
Linebacker when they bring the house
Laying that shoulder to ya
Frat row when the tide rolls
Down in Tuscaloosa

Slide on over
Move a little closer
With that four alarm fire engine red on your lips
So hot you got me smoking
Girl you got it going
On, you the only one
With a kiss that gets me lit

Grandpa fishing with dynamite
Tree too dry with the Christmas lights
A little Sunday morning brimstone
From a pentecostal pastor
Keith Richards stoned on Rock and Roll
Tearing up that Telecaster

Slide on over
Move a little closer
With that four alarm fire engine red on your lips
So hot you got me smoking
Girl you got it going
On, you the only one
With a kiss that gets me lit

You turn me on everytime I'm next to you
Can't nobody light me up quite like you do

Slide on over
Move a little closer
With that four alarm fire engine red on your lips
So hot you got me smoking
Girl you got it going
On, you the only one
With a kiss that gets me lit

Lucky strike and a honkey tonk
(Granny drunk playing Bingo, yelling out)
Chicken frying on a chicken bone
(Keith Richards stoned on Rock and Roll)
Grandpa fishing with dynamite
(Frat row when the tide rolls)
Tree too dry with the Christmas lights
(Yelling out B-99)
Yeah, I'm talking 'bout lit
Hey, everybody get lit
Come on, let's get lit
Get lit