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letra de anything goes - smo

[chorus: smo & alexander king]
it’s just one of them nights, where anything goes
got a whole lot of shine, a lil somethin’ to smoke
bonfire so high, you could see it from the road
got somethin’ real fine, tryin’ to pull her real close
it’s just one of them nights, where anything goes
got a whole lot of shine, a lil somethin’ to smoke
bonfire so high, you could see it from the road
got somethin’ real fine, tryin’ to pull her real close

[verse 1: smo]
it’s just one of them nights, after one of those days
pushin’ through a double shift ’cause i gots to get paid
i’ma take it to the crib, maybe catch a warm plate
ol’ lady hot and heavy and i know she wanna play
but my cell phone’s buggin’
my crew’s on a mission for the back road business
hundred gallon full of sip and fire up the ‘ol chevy
stick of pine in the wind, dirt-dirt road swervin’
tryin’ to catch my third wind
bonfire meetin’, cash for the cab
blue flame whiskey on that home grown pine
load a couple cases make a toast to our kin
kept us here goin’ since way back when
now running wide open on a full moon night
chasing this paper, tryin’ to get my life right
keg party waitin’ for the man of the hour
midnight shift for the money and the power

[verse 2: alexander king]
uh, big bottle of whiskey, fresh jar of that pine
got somethin’ real fine, spendin’ some quality time
tryna unwind at a bonfire, it’s so high
you-you-you could see it for miles, it’s just one of them nights
where anything goes, it ain’t nothin’ off limits
we livin’ like this might be our last night of livin’
mixin’ pleasure and business, make drop poppin’ tops
old mason jars full of, this season’s best crops
we party ’til we drop, wake up party tomorrow
ain’t no reason to go, if you ain’t goin’ hard
if anyone deserves a celebration, it’d be us
be-be-been workin’ so hard, for the last nine months
studio to the bus, from the bus to the stage
back to the bus, wake up next day the same thing
then it’s back to the kitchen, cookin’ up somethin’ delicious
one-eighty proof and them swishers

[verse 3: smo]
yeah, this is for them late night country boys pushin’ for the paper
sun up to sun down, take it straight with no chaser
them dirt road racers, bonfire kings
boss of the sticks, with an outlaw regime
jug of white whiskey and some fresh cut crop
that’s how you push it to the limit when the party don’t stop
them southern gals love it, said “we’re down for a fight”
’cause you know anything can happen on a bonfire night

- smo

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