Letra de Gimme 8 Seconds
I got a good bull rope I got a brand new bell I got a hot-rod pickup truck, she can really set sail Pushing that red line, gotta make that show Gonna meet my buddies at the rodeoI just drew myself a mean old bull We're all smellin' money, 'cause the jackpot's full He's got fire in his belly, and he turns back quick Son, this big devil got a bag of tricksGimme eight more seconds Gimme one more shot Gimme hell below, but gimme strength on top Gotta be crazy, gotta be insane To hitch your wagon to a hurricaneI'm gonna wrap my rope around my glove real tight I'm dropping my hooks down, I'm ready to ride Say a little prayer, give my nod and go Stay clean in the middle 'til I hear that whistle blowGimme eight more seconds Gimme one more shot Gimme hell below, but gimme strength on top Gotta be crazy, gotta be insane To Hitch your wagon to a hurricaneYeah, hitch your wagon to a hurricane