The Wild Ones

I'm an Outlaw Hippie kickin' back in the pines
Roll my smoke and a bottle of Shine
Foot on the gas never back down
Bitch how you like me now?

Seems like I've been crazy now for way too long
I poured my soul down into an old blues song
Always been known for taking things way too far
That's how the wild ones are

Ain't nothing like a lady raised down in the South
Hot little Momma let it all hang out
Pretty Southern Belle raisin' plenty Hell
Bailing Daddy's ass out of jail

Seems like I've been crazy now for way too long
I poured my soul down into an old blues song
Always been known for taking things way too far
That's how the wild ones are

You think you're a Wild Child
Guess you better buckle up

Seems like I've been crazy now for way too long
I poured my soul down into an old blues song
Always been known for taking things way too far
That's how the wild ones are
Always been known for taking things way too far
That's how the wild ones are

I'm an Outlaw Hippie kickin' back in the pines
Roll my smoke and a bottle of Shine