Get your kicks on Route sixty six Well goes from St. Louie down to Missouri You'll see Amarillo and Gallup, New Mexico Flagstaff, Arizona don't forget Winona Kingman, Barstow, San Bernadino Would you get hip to this kindly tip And go take that California

I Grew Up A Fucking Screw Up Got Introduced To The Game, To The Game Then Fucking Blew Up Ever Since I Was An Embryo Waitng To Shape Up And Ship Out Out Something In My Brain Said Wake Up And Kick Kick Out Roberta And Wayne Stayed Up And Flipped Out Out 'cause When

Let's throw a little after party A candle on the tailgate A sky full of moon and a million crazy little things to do Baby, just me me and you Baby, I can't wait to get this thing started Somebody blew out out the speakers when the kick kick went Bonfires burn down

Everybody's working out out doing twelve ounce curls Fishing for the line that'll kick kick her heart into gear Hey brother, need another over here Got the Kid Rock good time playlist on Some drunk dude's in the crowd yelling, let's get weird, y'all Brought to

I get no kick kick from champagne, Mere alcohol, Doesn't thrill me me at all, So tell me, why should it be true, That I get a kick kick out of you. Some get a kick kick from cocaine, I'm sure that if, I took even one sniff, It would bore me me terrifically,too,

Tell me me when it kicks in All the voices in my mind Calling out out across the line And I saw scars upon her I feel the chemicals burn in my bloodstream So tell me me when it kicks in Broken hearted Broken heart How'd I get so faded

Going on down there Is going on down there There's something tonight, So crawl up, it, baby. All I ever wanted tonight So crawl it, baby. Hey, I want you tonight Who do you think you're kidding now? Screaming, lying, about it now. I know you're kicking on

I like to play with the cash, go to Chanel and spaz Kicking flavors Saint Laurent watch how I walk Ain't no favors, they gon' outline you in chalk You the biggest, biggest hater of them all It ain't no time, it ain't no time, it ain't no time It ain't no

Everybody's working out out doing twelve ounce curls Fishing for the line that'll kick kick her heart into gear Hey brother, need another over here Got the Kid Rock good time playlist on Some drunk dude's in the crowd yelling, let's get weird, y'all Brought to

Goodbye Grace There are no words I'd rather say Than goodbye Grace To see your face again I never want to see your face again I am indebted to you, it's true The angel watching over me me Was needed someplace else Kicked out out the feet from under me