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Florida Georgia Line - Hell Raisin'' Heat Of The Summer
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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'' ''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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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The hell raisin'' heat of the summer
The hell raisin'' heat of the summer
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