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Southern Drawl Band Lyrics
Rasin' Hell Lyrics
Hey bartender, pour the house a double round on me.
Well, I�m down here gettin� rowdy man, it�s been a long hard week.
Cause it�s Friday night, I�m feelin� right, and this ain�t no Sunday choir.
So DJ, crank that music up and let�s set this place on fire.
Callin� all cowgirls, get your boots out on the floor.
This ain�t your grandma�s country, ya�ll � we�re rockin� to the core.
So put away your halos, loosen up your bible belts.
And party like the devil �cause we�re about to raise some hell.
We got them country girls up on the bar with cut-off blue jeans on.
They�re two-steppin� in Stetson hats with AC/DC tunes on.
We�re kickin� tires and lightin� fires and howlin� at the moon.
Yeah, this party�s goin� all night long so ya'll best get down here soon.
Callin� all cowgirls, get your boots out on the floor.
This ain�t your grandma�s country, ya�ll � we�re rockin� to the core.
So put away your halos, loosen up your bible belts.
And party like the devil �cause we�re about to raise some hell.
Mmmmm, yeah...
Well now callin� all cowgirls, get your boots out on the floor.
This ain�t your grandma�s country, ya�ll � we�re rockin� to the core.
So put away your halos, loosen up your bible belts.
And party like the devil �cause we�re about to raise some hell.
Raise some hell.
Raise some hell.
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