Lyrics

Lucky strike in a honky tonk Chickin fryin' on a chicken bone Tennessee moonshiner Cookin' that copper line Granny drunk playin' Bingo, yellin' out B-99 Talkin' 'bout lit Fire up that stogie when the deal is done Short fuse, black cat, everybody run Linebacker when they bring the house Layin' that shoulder to ya Frat roll 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 Oh, you're the only one with the kiss that gets me lit Grandpa fishin' with dynamite Creek too dry with the Christmas lights A little Sunday morning brimstone From a pentacostal pastor Keith Richards stoned on Rock 'n Roll tearin' 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 Oh, you're the only one with the 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 Oh, you're the only one with the kiss that gets me lit Lucky strike in a Honky Tonk Chicken fryin' on a chicken bone Grandpa fishin' with dynamite Creek too dry with the Christmas lights Yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout lit Hey, everybody get lit Come on lets get lit Get lit
Writer(s): Mickey Cones, Derek George, Monty Criswell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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