It Ain't Right
Cocaine and Mary Jane
Look nice but ain't your friend
Mm-mm, mm
Cold nights, the sleight of hand
No trace of innocence
Long gone, long gone
I've been tangled up, I've been wranglin' up heathens
I've been double cuffed, neck up in the deep end
They say stop it while you can
You don't understand, I don't give a damn, ooh
Let me burn up in the heat, babe
You quench your thirst on this feeling
I'll let the flames take me high
Burn down the whole damn sky
I spent the night on the ceiling
Drank the whole weight of my regrets
I saw the fire in his eyes
Oh, it don't feel wrong
But I know damn well it ain't right
I'm from H-town where the hicks hang
Where the dirt drains, where the sun stains
And they all know it's the wrong road
But they still go, yeah, they still go
Long days gettin' longer
And the dark days gettin' darker
But you know it's all that I remember
So I'll - beg for it at the altar
Let me burn up in the heat, babe
You quench your thirst on this feeling
I let the flames take me high
Burn down the whole damn sky
I spent the night on the ceiling
Drank the whole weight of my regrets
I saw the fire in his eyes
Oh, it don't feel wrong
But I know damn well it ain't right
Whoa-oh, oh
Whoa-oh, oh
Whoa-oh, oh
Whoa-oh, oh
Whoa-oh, oh
Whoa-oh, oh, whoa-oh, oh
Look nice but ain't your friend
Mm-mm, mm
Cold nights, the sleight of hand
No trace of innocence
Long gone, long gone
I've been tangled up, I've been wranglin' up heathens
I've been double cuffed, neck up in the deep end
They say stop it while you can
You don't understand, I don't give a damn, ooh
Let me burn up in the heat, babe
You quench your thirst on this feeling
I'll let the flames take me high
Burn down the whole damn sky
I spent the night on the ceiling
Drank the whole weight of my regrets
I saw the fire in his eyes
Oh, it don't feel wrong
But I know damn well it ain't right
I'm from H-town where the hicks hang
Where the dirt drains, where the sun stains
And they all know it's the wrong road
But they still go, yeah, they still go
Long days gettin' longer
And the dark days gettin' darker
But you know it's all that I remember
So I'll - beg for it at the altar
Let me burn up in the heat, babe
You quench your thirst on this feeling
I let the flames take me high
Burn down the whole damn sky
I spent the night on the ceiling
Drank the whole weight of my regrets
I saw the fire in his eyes
Oh, it don't feel wrong
But I know damn well it ain't right
Whoa-oh, oh
Whoa-oh, oh
Whoa-oh, oh
Whoa-oh, oh
Whoa-oh, oh
Whoa-oh, oh, whoa-oh, oh
Credits
Writer(s): Steve Rusch, Carol Karpinen, Jessie Murph
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