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Hell on My Heels
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bulletboys
Bulletboys
Performer
Lonnie Vencent
Lonnie Vencent
Background Vocals
Mick Sweda
Mick Sweda
Guitar
Jimmy D'Anda
Jimmy D'Anda
Drums
Marq Torien
Marq Torien
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Grant Morris
Grant Morris
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Toby Wright
Toby Wright
Additional Engineer
Jeff Hendrickson
Jeff Hendrickson
Engineer
George Marino
George Marino
Mastering Engineer
Ted Templeman
Ted Templeman
Producer

Letra

Well it's bourbon for breakfest, Dragging two packs a day, I'm a site. Oohh I'm howlin' and growlin', And payin' the price with his light, With his light. I got hell, hell on my heels, Whoo baby, I got hell, hell on my heels. I got so many jonses, And psycopath friends on my back, Hey hey, So now you tell me your leavin', So there goes the reason, To clean up my act. I got hell, hell on my heels, Whoo honey child, I got hell, hell on my heels. Whoo yeah, yeah, Yeah, yeah, yeah, Take it down. That's right, When your in the pocket, Uhh, Whoo, oow, Listen never doubt, If you know your party say what, Uhh, I said, I said, Now if you know just what, You drive wild, I got hell, hell on my heels, Whoo baby I got hell, hell on my heels, Take it one time boys. I got hell, hell on my heels, Whoo yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah, Hell, hell on my heels. Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah, Yeah that's right.
Writer(s): Michael Sweda, Grant Morris, Lonnie Miller, James Danda, Mark Maytorena Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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