Lit

Lucky strike in a honky tonk
 Chickin fryin' on a chicken bone
 Tennessee moonshiner
 Cookin' that copper line
 Granny drunk playin' Bingo, yellin' out B-99
 Talkin' 'bout lit
 Fire up that stogie when the deal is done
 Short fuse, black cat, everybody run
 Linebacker when they bring the house
 Layin' that shoulder to ya
 Frat roll when the tide rolls
 Down in Tuscaloosa
 Slide on over
 Move a little closer
 With that four-alarm fire engine red on your lips
 So hot you got me smoking
 Girl you got it going
 Oh, you're the only one with the kiss that gets me lit
 Grandpa fishin' with dynamite
 Creek too dry with the Christmas lights
 A little Sunday morning brimstone
 From a pentacostal pastor
 Keith Richards stoned on Rock 'n Roll tearin' up that telecaster
 Slide on over
 Move a little closer
 With that four-alarm fire engine red on your lips
 So hot you got me smoking
 Girl you got it going
 Oh, you're the only one with the kiss that gets me lit
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 You turn me on everytime I'm next to you
 Can't nobody light me up quite like you do
 Slide on over
 Move a little closer
 With that four-alarm fire engine red on your lips
 So hot you got me smoking
 Girl you got it going
 Oh, you're the only one with the kiss that gets me lit
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 Lucky strike in a Honky Tonk
 Chicken fryin' on a chicken bone
 Grandpa fishin' with dynamite
 Creek too dry with the Christmas lights
 Yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout lit
 Hey, everybody get lit
 Come on lets get lit
 Get lit