It's so cold, cold as hell 35 below and falling How I wish that she was calling me It's such a lonely world It's like Latitude 88 North Latitude 88 North The iceman came to me tonight So very near but out of sight I heard the footsteps in the hall

Show you a side of these two lanes you've never seen Heating it up behind a high beam Ooh, baby you and me, just a-running down crazy Flying high, living careless, on the edge of wild and reckless Hold on tight, I'm 'bout to show you one hell of a night

Nothing you can do's gonna change her mind When the wind decides that it's time to ride To spread a little hell through the heartland It takes a good long toke then it blows the smoke, through the desert night And the wings of fire, keep climbin' higher

Molly's Chambers gonna change your mind You want it She's got it She's got your Your pistol Molly's chambers gonna change your mind Free, that's all that she could bleed That's why she'll never stay White, bare naked in the night

(From the depths of hell in silence) (Cast their spells, explosive violence) (Russian night time flight perfected) Undetected, unexpected Wings of glory Tell their story Aviation, deviation Stealth perfected

Say how you lay at night Tired of that nigga Shit feels much better It's a match made and heaven sent, set in fires in hell Overdue for your lovin' baby, I don't want no one else Ain't no way I would do you dirty What you're doing to me Ain't no way that

What the hell did I, hell did I, hell did I say? What the hell did I say when I called last night Dripping loads of whiskey honey in that message that she liked What the hell did I say, gotta dial it up again I'm writing out those lines that fell out

No where, no rules Crack a Bud Light, get into the groove Dancing in the middle of the night in the middle of a field Just turning it loose Hell yeah, that's us Don't need a downtown to get to tearing it up Setting the night on fire, on fire, on fire

Waiting for lightning to strike You're sowing the seeds of a nightmare from hell Walking through fire, fate's in my hands Man on a wire, bearing the brand Lightning to strike Your prayers and your demons are tolling the bell I'll bring you the head of

Was he handsome? Was I drunk? Did momma give me hell? Sweet young thing of sixteen Thought I'd step out one night I longed to get the thrilling life I've missed I met a youth A bit uncouth Although he seemed alright