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Well my worn-out boots are taking me downtown and |
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I'm looking for trouble and |
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I wanna get loud. |
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Serve me up a drink and |
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I'll shoot it right down and |
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I'll jump up on the bar and holler "One more round!" |
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I'm going straight to hell |
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Ain't nothing slowin' me down |
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I'm going straight to hell so you just better get me one more round! |
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Well back in the day with my uncle |
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Jed, he kept a lot of moonshine out in the shed. |
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He taught me how to drink - how to be real proud of my hillbilly ways and my outlaw style. |
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I'm going straight to hell |
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Ain't nothing stoppin' me now |
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I'm headin' straight to hell so you just better get me one more round! |
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Well I'm racin' these backroads trying to save my life, 'cause the sherriff wants to kill me 'cause |
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I fucked his wife. |
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Always on the run with a gun in my hand 'cause |
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I like a good time and a one-night stand. |
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I'm going straight to hell |
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Ain't nothing slowin' me down |
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I'm going straight to hell so you just better get me one more round! |
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So you just better get me one more round! |
