Hell Right (feat. Trace Adkins)

(Hey) Yeah? (Tell 'em that story you were tellin' me) A couple boys clock out about 5:35 Tryna put a little hammer in their head Standing in the liquor store, staring at a fifth But they picked up a handle instead Hell right (Hell right?) Hell right (Okay) Couple girls with their boots on got their Bluetooth on, T-shirts sayin "Go Sooners" Then the girl from the small town took off the Old Town, put on a little Hank Jr. (Thank God) Hell right She got all her rowdy friends comin' over tonight Hell right, hell right Everybody's throwin' down on a Friday night Somewhere in America There's a bottle to burn and a fire to light And you ain't done nothin' if you did it half way If you gonna raise hell, then you better damn raise Hell right Hell right Hell right There's a guitar on the ground that was making some sound 'Til somebody pulled a hillbilly slip Now there's fog on the window, she never would've kissed him If he didn't play a lick like this Hell right Hell right Hell right, hell right Everybody's throwin' down on a Friday night Somewhere in America There's a bottle to burn and a fire to light And you ain't done nothin' if you did it half way If you gonna raise hell, then you better damn raise Hell right Hell right Hell right Now it's 7 AM, damn if there ain't an empty handle on a square hay bale Everybody's passed out drunk, but when they wake up, they're all gonna hurt like hell right Yeah boy Hell right, hell right Everybody's throwin' down on a Friday night Somewhere in America There's a bottle to burn and a fire to light And you ain't done nothin' if you did it half way If you gonna raise hell, then you better damn raise Hell right Hell right Hell right