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Florida Georgia Line

Hell Raisin' Heat Of The Summer

 

Hell Raisin' Heat Of The Summer

(albüm: Here's To The Good Times - 2012)


Well daisy duke peek-a-boo
I might've learned a thing or two
On a Friday night joyride
Out there on the county line
Drag racing 'til the blue lights chase us
And we scattered like sparks from
A black cat fuse
Train bridge where we spray paint Skynyrd
And the gold flakes glimmered in the
Cinnamon booze

[Chorus]
We were living every minute of the night
Like there might never be another
We were running all the caution lights
We were learning to fly with a little tail gunner
If there was something to burn, we were burning it
Anything with a curve, we were turning it
Just wildfires out there under
The hell raising heat of the summer

Alabama on the Alpine
Bust a cap on a deer sign
Little backseat butterfly
Home grown angel that'll get you high
That'll get you high

[Repeat Chorus]

Yeah I see it clearer in the rearview mirror
Than I ever did looking out over the hood
Yeah man, we had some damn good times
And I sure hope everybody's doing good

[Repeat Chorus]

The hell raising heat of the summer
The hell raising heat of the summer

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