| I’m an Outlaw Hippie kickin' back in the pines
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| Roll my smoke and a bottle of Shine
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| Foot on the gas never back down
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| Bitch how you like me now?
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| Seems like I’ve been crazy now for way too long
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| I poured my soul down into an old blues song
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| Always been known for taking things way too far
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| That’s how the wild ones are
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| Ain’t nothing like a lady raised down in the South
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| Hot little Momma let it all hang out
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| Pretty Southern Belle raisin' plenty Hell
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| Bailing Daddy’s ass out of jail
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| Seems like I’ve been crazy now for way too long
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| I poured my soul down into an old blues song
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| Always been known for taking things way too far
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| That’s how the wild ones are
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| You think you’re a Wild Child
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| Guess you better buckle up
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| Seems like I’ve been crazy now for way too long
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| I poured my soul down into an old blues song
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| Always been known for taking things way too far
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| That’s how the wild ones are
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| Always been known for taking things way too far
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| That’s how the wild ones are
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| I’m an Outlaw Hippie kickin' back in the pines
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| Roll my smoke and a bottle of Shine |