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Cocaine and rhinestones Down some side roads How the hell could that ever go wrong? Long-body Lincoln What was I thinkin'? Thinkin' you'd never be gone Now I'm still out here ain't seen you in two years My crazy's comin' on strong I'm gonna kick out the lights in this sleepy ass town Let the liquor take hold of my mind Take a few shots, take a few swings Put 33 holes in that Texaco sign You're damn right, I'm angry 'Cause girl, since you left me I just can't make nothin' feel right You done wound up my wild side like Waylon in '75 There ain't nothing 'round here Since you left here To keep me from going insane So I'm gonna burn out these gears Tear the tread off these wheels 'Til me losing you doesn't feel like it feels Gonna kick out the lights in this sleepy ass town Let the liquor take hold of my mind Take a few shots, take a few swings Put 33 holes in that Texaco sign You're damn right, I'm angry 'Cause girl, since you left me I just can't make nothin' feel right You done wound up my wild side like Waylon in '75 I'm all wild eyed, sunglasses inside Strung out on you Little bit shaky, pretty damn crazy Still mad at the truth I'm gonna kick out the lights in this sleepy ass town Let the liquor take hold of my mind Take a few shots, take a few swings Put 33 holes in that Texaco sign You're damn right, I'm angry 'Cause girl, since you left me I just can't make nothin' feel right You're done wound up my wild side like Waylon in '75 Yeah, you done wound up my wild side like Waylon in '75
Writer(s): Brett James, Lee Thomas Miller, Jon Randall, Parker Mccollum Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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