| Well I like to beat the law
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| And I piss a lot of people off
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| This middle finger on my hand shows I don’t give a damn
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| If you like it or not
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| I ain’t high class, I fight at the bar
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| Dive bomb, bikes and guns
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| And I roll with the wild ones
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| Yeah with the wild ones
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| Here we come
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| Got arrested in Texas and they sent me to jail
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| Did a night in the can, wrote this song from my cell
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| Running on empty, full tank of whiskey
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| Old lady love me but the kids still miss me
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| Blue lights flashing, sirens and whistles
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| Mugshots, whiskey, barstools and pistols
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| Bikers to clampers, Buck to Haggard
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| I’m running with the wild ones, drink till we stagger
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| They’re always trying to make me conform into the scene
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| And if I did they’d try to take away more of my liberties
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| Why I stay free, open road
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| Live for the ride with the rebels, oh
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| And I know
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| My name will live even when I go
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| Well I like to beat the law
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| And I piss a lot of people off
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| This middle finger on my hand shows I don’t give a damn
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| If you like it or not
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| I ain’t high class, I fight at the bar
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| Dive bomb, bikes and guns
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| And I roll with the wild ones
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| Yeah with the wild ones
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| Here we come
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| On the koozie I use a brown paper bag
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| Collar still blue I’m dressed in black
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| I got a little bit of room for a few more tats
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| Bourbon on my breath still living on the run
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| Got my last paycheck, spent it all at once
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| Need to phone call the sheriff, gotta call my son
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| Don’t grow up like dad, stay away from the wild ones
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| One more shot of bourbon
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| One more thing to smoke
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| Am really good at living wrong
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| So turn me up to go
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| One more shot of bourbon
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| One more thing to smoke
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| Am really good at living wrong
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| So turn me up to go
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| Well I like to beat the law
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| And I piss a lot of people off
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| This middle finger on my hand shows I don’t give a damn
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| If you like it or not
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| I ain’t high class, I fight at the bar
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| Dive bomb, bikes and guns
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| And I roll with the wild ones
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| Yeah with the wild ones
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| Here we come |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wild Ones, artist - Moonshine Bandits. Album song Baptized in Bourbon, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп