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Hell raisin' heat of the summer

by Florida Georgia Line

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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 racin´ till 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 livin´ every minute of the night
Like there might never be another
We were runnin´ all the caution lights
We were learnin´ to fly with a little tail gunner
If there was somethin´ to burn, we were burnin´ it
Anything with a curve, we were turnin´ it
Just wildfires out there under
The hell raisin´ 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

Chorus

Guitar solo

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

Chorus

The hell raisin´ heat of the summer
The hell raisin´ heat of the summer



*Lynyrd Skynyrd est un groupe américain de rock influencé par la country
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