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I got a good bull roped, I got a brand new bell I got a hot rod pick up truck she can really set sail Pushing that red line gotta make that show Gonna meet my buddies at the rodeo Just drew myself a mean old bull We're all smellin' money 'cause the jackpot's full He's got the fire in his belly and he turns back quick Son this big devil's got a bag of tricks Gimme 8 seconds, gimme one more shot Gimme hell below, gimme strength on top You gotta be crazy, gotta be insane To hitch your wagon to a hurricane Gonna rap my rope around my gloves real tight I'm droppin' my hooks down and I'm ready to ride Say a little pray give a nod and go, stay clean in the middle 'Till I hear that whistle blow Gimmie 8 more seconds, gimmie one more shot Gimmie hell below, gimmie strength on top You gotta be crazy, gotta be insane To hitch your wagon to a hurricane Yeah hitch your watgon to a hurricane From Letras Mania