Waylon In '75
Cocaine and rhinestones
Down some side roads
How the hell could that ever go wrong?
Long-body Lincoln
What was I thinkin'?
Thinkin' you'd never be gone
Now I'm still out here ain't seen you in two years
My crazy's comin' on strong
I'm gonna kick out the lights in this sleepy ass town
Let the liquor take hold of my mind
Take a few shots, take a few swings
Put 33 holes in that Texaco sign
You're damn right, I'm angry
'Cause girl, since you left me
I just can't make nothin' feel right
You done wound up my wild side like Waylon in '75
There ain't nothing 'round here
Since you left here
To keep me from going insane
So I'm gonna burn out these gears
Tear the tread off these wheels
'Til me losing you doesn't feel like it feels
Gonna kick out the lights in this sleepy ass town
Let the liquor take hold of my mind
Take a few shots, take a few swings
Put 33 holes in that Texaco sign
You're damn right, I'm angry
'Cause girl, since you left me
I just can't make nothin' feel right
You done wound up my wild side like Waylon in '75
I'm all wild eyed, sunglasses inside
Strung out on you
Little bit shaky, pretty damn crazy
Still mad at the truth
I'm gonna kick out the lights in this sleepy ass town
Let the liquor take hold of my mind
Take a few shots, take a few swings
Put 33 holes in that Texaco sign
You're damn right, I'm angry
'Cause girl, since you left me
I just can't make nothin' feel right
You're done wound up my wild side like Waylon in '75
Yeah, you done wound up my wild side like Waylon in '75
Down some side roads
How the hell could that ever go wrong?
Long-body Lincoln
What was I thinkin'?
Thinkin' you'd never be gone
Now I'm still out here ain't seen you in two years
My crazy's comin' on strong
I'm gonna kick out the lights in this sleepy ass town
Let the liquor take hold of my mind
Take a few shots, take a few swings
Put 33 holes in that Texaco sign
You're damn right, I'm angry
'Cause girl, since you left me
I just can't make nothin' feel right
You done wound up my wild side like Waylon in '75
There ain't nothing 'round here
Since you left here
To keep me from going insane
So I'm gonna burn out these gears
Tear the tread off these wheels
'Til me losing you doesn't feel like it feels
Gonna kick out the lights in this sleepy ass town
Let the liquor take hold of my mind
Take a few shots, take a few swings
Put 33 holes in that Texaco sign
You're damn right, I'm angry
'Cause girl, since you left me
I just can't make nothin' feel right
You done wound up my wild side like Waylon in '75
I'm all wild eyed, sunglasses inside
Strung out on you
Little bit shaky, pretty damn crazy
Still mad at the truth
I'm gonna kick out the lights in this sleepy ass town
Let the liquor take hold of my mind
Take a few shots, take a few swings
Put 33 holes in that Texaco sign
You're damn right, I'm angry
'Cause girl, since you left me
I just can't make nothin' feel right
You're done wound up my wild side like Waylon in '75
Yeah, you done wound up my wild side like Waylon in '75
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Writer(s): Brett James, Lee Thomas Miller, Jon Randall, Parker Mccollum
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