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Oh, it up.

Hey, like to ride around and listen to that steel sound, on whiskey bent and hell-bound with a little nice set brunette from FLA.
Wheels turning down in the pines, KC lights lighting up tonight.
Iced down and the cold cool calling my name.

Hey, my pontoons.
that liquid glass so smooth.
On the forty HP every noon,
standing on the bow-wow,
keep it tween the banks. my way, not a cloud in sky,
flow shades on my eyes.
Aw hell, got the JBS so you can't think.

Yeah, back, oh,
one on the wheel.
it a little bit of juice.
Life by so slow and easy.
Don't that just make you want to

Aw, wax on, wax off.
Good serving in the armor-all.
Tin so ticks off the lawn.
Got the slicker than a nickle,
now ready to roll.
Moon quick top off the tank.
wants a little something cold to drink.
Now we slip down the strip we're on Friday night patrol.

Yeah, back, one hand on the wheel.
Give it a bit of juice.
Life going by so and easy.
Don't that just make you to move?
Yeah, don't that make you to move?

Weekend, in the thirty-five.
round town, got nothing but time.
Baby on me, running off the road.
Trying to it cool, rolling with the flow.

back, oh, one hand on the wheel.
Give it a bit of juice.
going by so slow and easy.
Don't that just make you want to kick back, oh, one on the wheel.
it a little bit of juice.
Life going by so and easy.
Don't that make you want to move?