Текст BulletBoys – Hell On My Heels

One, two, fuck you

Well it’s bourbon for breakfast
Draggin’ two packs a day on the side
Ooh, I’m howlin’ and brawlin’

I got hell (hell)
Hell on my heels
Whoo baby, I got hell (hell)
Hell on my heels

I got so many joneses
And psychopath friends on my back, hey hey
So now you tell me your leavin’
So there goes the reason to clean up my act

I got hell (hell)
Hell on my heels
Whoo honey child, I got hell (hell)
Hell on my heels, whoa

Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Take it down, that’s right
When you’re in the pocket
Uhh, whoo ow

Listen never doubt
If you know your body say what, uh
I said, I said, now if you know just what
You drive wild

I got hell (hell)
Hell on my heels
Whoo baby, I got hell (hell)
Hell on my heels
Take it one time, boys

I got hell (hell)
Hell on my heels
Whoo yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah, hell (hell)
Hell on my heels
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah
Yeah that’s right