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Florida Georgia Line - Hell Raisin' Heat Of The Summer (Lyric Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Joey Moi
Joey Moi
Programming
Scott Cooke
Scott Cooke
Bass Guitar
Ilya Toshinskiy
Ilya Toshinskiy
Acoustic Guitar
Wes Hightower
Wes Hightower
Background Vocals
Brian Kelley
Brian Kelley
Vocals
Charlie Judge
Charlie Judge
Keyboards
Jason Schmidt
Jason Schmidt
Percussion
Tyler Hubbard
Tyler Hubbard
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rodney Clawson
Rodney Clawson
Songwriter
Chris Tompkins
Chris Tompkins
Songwriter
Craig Wiseman
Craig Wiseman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joey Moi
Joey Moi
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Well, Daisy Duke, peek-a-boo
I might've learned a thing or two
On a Friday night joyride
Out there on the county line
Drag racin' till the blue lights chase us
And we scattered like sparks from a Black Cat fuse
Train bridge where we spray paint Skynard
And the gold flakes glimmered in the cinnamon booze
[Chorus]
We were livin' every minute of the night
Like there might never be another
We were runnin' all the caution lights
We were learnin' to fly with a little tail gunner
If there was somethin' to burn, we were burnin' it
Anything with a curve, we were turnin' it
Just wildfires out there under
The hell raisin' heat of the summer
[Verse 2]
Alabama on the Alpine
Bust a cap on a deer sign
A little back seat butterfly
Homegrown angel that'll get you high
That'll get you high
[Chorus]
We were livin' every minute of the night
Like there might never be another
We were runnin' all the caution lights
We were learnin' to fly with a little tail gunner
If there was somethin' to burn, we were burnin' it
Anything with a curve, we were turnin' it
Just wildfires out there under
The hell raisin' heat of the summer
[Bridge]
Yeah, I see it clearer in the rear view mirror
Than I ever did lookin' out over the hood
Yeah man, we had some damn good times
And I sure hope everybody's doin' good
[Chorus]
We were livin' every minute of the night
Like there might never be another
We were runnin' all the caution lights
We were learnin' to fly with a little tail gunner
If there was somethin' to burn, we were burnin' it
Anything with a curve, we were turnin' it
Just wildfires out there under
The hell raisin' heat of the summer
[Outro]
The hell raisin' heat of the summer
The hell raisin' heat of the summer
Written by: Chris Tompkins, Craig Wiseman, Rodney Clawson
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