(hicks / horton-jennings) It's lateand the week-end's near You could say I can't wait Till the gang gets here Eightand the angels are roaring Shining those dips Straight line for the strip If I back out Fake a black out At my night on the chicken run Need some moonshine Doctor goodtime Keeping my nerves in line Down on the run Cythe pack leader's wild Even preaches to ride In a brando style Fasttwo shadows are closing Passing like knives Short cut on our lives If I back out Fake a black out At my night on the chicken run Needs some moonshine Doctor goodtime Keeping my nerves in line Down on the run When the boys are called together To hand me out a featherI'm through Sweating in my leather so I guess it's now or never Something I've gotta dojust gotta do What I gotta do It's lateand the week-end's near You could say I can't wait Till the gang gets here Eightand the angels are roaring Shining those dips Straight line for the strip Shining those dips Straight line for the strip Passing like knives Short cut on our lives Shining those dips Straight line for the strip
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