that line,
she's never gonna let you turn
Straighten up, fly right,
or you're gonna crash and burn
That bluegrass girl,
she'll never let you slip
She'll hang on to you
like you was her last victory
This is hippie burning
on a long hot summer night
I feel her yearning
but she just can't get it right
Her mood is turning
and it ain't a pretty sight
This is him for money
She'll take you in like a hound
dog on a rainy day
When you're on the Delta Scouter
She'll ride you down all the way
She looks so good,
it takes away the breath
Those pure white red sheets,
they scare me half to death
This is hippie burning
on a long hot summer night
I feel her yearning
but she just can't get it right
Her booty's turning
and it ain't a pretty sight
This hippie burning
Make you love her,
makes you want to rebel, yeah
That's a big mistake,
boy, a gentleman, you never tell
It gets that way,
you better watch your mouth
Or everything you've ever loved
You'll watch it all go south
This is hippie burning
on a long hot summer night
I feel her yearning
but she just can't get it right
Her booty's turning
and it ain't a pretty sight
This is hippie burning
She tastes like peach,
and you got Georgia on your mind
Her southern comfort, Lord,
is like to make you blind
That ain't no way to make
too many friends
Frankly, she don't give a damn
That's how she buys her care
And this is hippie burning
On a long hot summer night
I feel her yearning
But she just can't get it right
Her mood is turning
And it ain't a pretty sight
This is hippie burning
This is heavy money!
Thank