Lyrics
Coors light between the knees
Car smelling like a felony
Rock 'n' roll up way to loud
Oh I bet my mama would be proud
Hit the alley when the cruiser passed
Flipped around me and I hit the gas
Gal was screaming but I couldn't care less
Bitch you should've took the shoe lace express
Pit maneuvers and four blown tires
Axle wrapped with red brand wire
That old Buick couldn't take no more
Shut her down and threw the keys on the floor
Saw the pistols waving through the smoke
Felt the lump welling in my throat
The long arm grabbed me by the shirt
Ripped me out and rubbed my face in the dirt
Aint that blue light special
Burning up the night just for me
Hell aint that blue light special
Wish that law would just let me be
Aw let me be
Oklahoma they don't fuck around
Eight patrol cars in a one horse town
Two AM and you're feeling good
They'll be waiting looking over the hood
Then they'll get you in the county jail
Nobody round to post you're bail
Thinking bout all the shit you're in
Wondering how you're gonna pay for your sins
And that blue light special
They hit me with the third degree
Hell aint that blue light special
Wish that law would just let me be
Aw let me be
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