Bratmobile

[Intro ]
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Rich hillbilly with a chrome ignition 
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Don't beg forgiveness, don't ask permission 
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Comes fully loaded with rebellious women 
 

 
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Sturgill and Church singing out the speakers 
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Keep a buck twenty on the speedometer 
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It don't quit and I don't either 
 

 
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Shotgun seat, don't you wanna ride 
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Everybody's welcome, y'all just gotta act right 
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Coyote Ugly dancing, neon tanning, crossing some lines 
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If you wanna get carried away 
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Climb on up in my bratmobile 
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Do what we want, see how it feels 
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Gravel to throw, rubber to peel 
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We'll ride away 
 

 
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4-inch lift get you elevated 
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Deep blood red crimson candy painted 
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First class trash soul-fisticated 
 

 
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Leave your problems in a cloud of dust behind ya 
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Let me take you somewhere they ain't gonna find ya 
 

 
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In this shotgun seat, don't you wanna ride 
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Everybody's welcome, y'all just gotta act right 
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Coyote Ugly dancing, neon tanning, crossing some lines 
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If you wanna get carried away 
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Climb on up in my bratmobile 
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Do what we want, see how it feels 
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Gravel to throw, rubber to peel 
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We'll ride away 
 

Interlude 
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   We'll ride away 
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Oh, whoa, whoa 


{Out-Chorus} 
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In this shotgun seat, don't you wanna ride 
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Everybody's welcome, y'all just gotta act right 
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Coyote Ugly dancing, neon tanning, crossing some lines 
       E7 
If you wanna get carried away 
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Climb on up in my bratmobile 
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Do what we want, see how it feels 
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Gravel to throw, rubber to peel 
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We'll ride away