Album: Four the Record
You've got the bullets, I got the gun.
I've got a hankerin' for gettin' into somthin'.
I hit the bottle, you hit the gas.
I hear your sixty-five can really haul some ass.
I'm feelin' frisky, you're feelin' good.
I guess the whiskey is doin' what it should.
I got the cigarette, you got a lighter
and when the sun goes down we'll start a little fire.
Ain't no use in tryin' to slow down,
'cause you're runnin' with the fastest girl in town.
Ain't ya baby?
I like em' crazy.
My reputation follows me around,
just makes me wanna' give em' more to talk about.
Lets go to town for a little while,
I'll be wearing nothin' but a tattoo and a smile.
Ain't no use in tryin' to slow me down,
'cause you're runnin' with the fastest girl in town.
Ain't ya baby?
You're kinda' crazy.
C'mon!
I see the blue lights, we better run.
Throw out the bottle, and I'll hide the gun.
If he pulls us over, I'll turn on the charm.
You'll be in the slammer, and I'll be on his arm.
Ain't no use in tryin' to slow me down
'cause you're runnin' with the fastest girl in town.
Well I told ya' I was crazy.
No I ain't nobody's baby.
Hey!
He's got the bullets, he's got a gun.
I've got the hankerin' for gettin' into somethin'.