| Mmm, mhmm, mmhmmhmmh
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| I was born at the end of an old dirt road
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| Before I could walk I was ready to roll
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| When I turned 16 my brother threw me the keys
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| He said hey little sister better watch your speed
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| Now I’m smokin' the boys
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| Smokin' the boys
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| Taking a drag and a’makin' some noise
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| I’m smokin' the boys, smokin' the boys
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| Ah, ooh, yeah smokin' the boys
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| Come on
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| Ahh, well nothin' feels better than a Friday night
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| A straight stick shift and my hair bleached white
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| Your moon pie momma never liked me much
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| Hah!
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| While she’s holdin your hand ya’ll can eat my dust
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| I’m smokin' the boys
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| Smokin' the boys
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| Taking a drag and a’makin' some noise
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| I’m smokin' the boys, smokin' the boys
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| Ah, ooh, yeah smokin' the boys
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| Come on
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| All right now
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| Five … get the motor runnin' baby
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| Four … don’t let the tranny pop now
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| Three … you gotta feel it in your fingers
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| Two … c’mon now get ready to rock
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| C’mon and one go, go, go!
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| I got no plans for slowin' down
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| Gonna see my tracks on every road in town
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| Yeah when I’m an old lady I’ll still be queen
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| Just come for a ride and you’ll see what I mean
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| I’m smokin' the boys
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| Smokin' the boys
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| Taking a drag and a’makin' some noise
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| I’m smokin' the boys, smokin' the boys
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| Ah, ahh, ah, ah
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| I’m smokin' the boys
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| Smokin' the boys
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| Taking a drag and a’makin' some noise
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| I’m smokin' the boys, smokin' the boys
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| Ah, ooh, yeah smokin' the boys |