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Oh, it up.

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

Hey, my pontoons.
Cuttin that glass so smooth.
On the forty HP every noon,
standing on the bow-wow,
keep it tween the banks. Making my way, not a in sky,
inline flow 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 make you want to move?

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

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

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

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