Chris Tompkins - Hell Raisin' Heat Of The Summer lyrics

[Verse 1] Well, Daisy Duke, peek-a-boo I might've learned a thing or two On a Friday night joy ride Out there on the county line Drag racing 'til the blue lights chase us And we scatter like sparks from a Black Cat fuse Train bridge where we spray-paint Skynard And the gold flakes glimmer in the cinnamon booze [Chorus] We were living every minute of the night Like there might never be another We were running all the caution lights We were learning to fly with a little tail gunner If there was something to burn, we were burning it Anything with a curve, we were turning it Just wildfires out there under The hell raisin' heat of the summer [Verse 2] Alabama on the alpine Bust a cap on a deer sign A little back seat bu*terfly Homegrown angel that'll get you high [Chorus] [Verse 3] Yeah I see it clearer in the rear view mirror Then I ever did looking out over the hood Yeah man we had some damn good times And I sure hope everybody's doing good [Chorus] [Outro] The hell raisin' heat of the summer The hell raisin' heat of the summer