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This Can't Be Good
There's a campfire burning on the Missippi River bank
My old pickup speakers are cranking out alot of Hank
That's the sheriff's daughter dancin' on my hood
With an empty bottle this can't be good.
There's an unwritten law in this sleepy little town
There ain't no drinkin on the river when the sun goes down
Think I see the blue lights comin' through the woods
Its the sheriff and his posse, this can't be good.
Everybody is runnin' like the end of the world is comin'
With a Buffard T kinda law man closin' in
She just keeps on rockin guess i better do some talkin
She's too dumb to run n' i'm too drunk to swim
This can't be good, this can't be good, this can't be good.
Aww stay tuned.
This ol' haybarn's full of last years grass
I got a whole tin can full of campfire gas
There's a little bitty flame on this piece of firewood
And when it all comes together it can't be good.
Everybody is runnin like the end of the world was comin
With a wildfire burnin' like a freight train outta control
She just keeps on rockin', babe there ain't no time for talking
Throw her over my shoulder run with everything I can
Hold on babe looks like were jumpin in.
Now you know, when we get to the other side
We're gonna have to take all
These wet clothes off, and hang out awhile
You know, this could be good...
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You know, this could be good...
These wet clothes off, and hang out awhile
We're gonna have to take all
Now you know, when we get to the other side
Hold on babe looks like were jumpin in.
Throw her over my shoulder run with everything I can
She just keeps on rockin', babe there ain't no time for talking
With a wildfire burnin' like a freight train outta control
Everybody is runnin like the end of the world was comin
And when it all comes together it can't be good.
There's a little bitty flame on this piece of firewood
I got a whole tin can full of campfire gas
This ol' haybarn's full of last years grass
Aww stay tuned.
This can't be good, this can't be good, this can't be good.
She's too dumb to run n' i'm too drunk to swim
She just keeps on rockin guess i better do some talkin
With a Buffard T kinda law man closin' in
Everybody is runnin' like the end of the world is comin'
Its the sheriff and his posse, this can't be good.
Think I see the blue lights comin' through the woods
There ain't no drinkin on the river when the sun goes down
There's an unwritten law in this sleepy little town
With an empty bottle this can't be good.
That's the sheriff's daughter dancin' on my hood
My old pickup speakers are cranking out alot of Hank
There's a campfire burning on the Missippi River bank
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