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
And 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 thirty-three 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 goin' insane So I'm gonna burn out these gears tear the tread off these wheels 'Til me losin' 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 thirty-three 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 thirty-three 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 Yeah, you done wound up my wild side like Waylon in '75
Compositores: Jon Randall, Jason James (Country), Parker McCollum & Lee Thomas Miller