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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bulletboys
Bulletboys
Performer
Lonnie Vencent
Lonnie Vencent
Background Vocals
Mick Sweda
Mick Sweda
Guitar
Jimmy D'Anda
Jimmy D'Anda
Drums
Marq Torien
Marq Torien
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Grant Morris
Grant Morris
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Toby Wright
Toby Wright
Additional Engineer
Jeff Hendrickson
Jeff Hendrickson
Engineer
George Marino
George Marino
Mastering Engineer
Ted Templeman
Ted Templeman
Producer

Lyrics

One, two, fuck you
Well, it's bourbon for breakfast
Draggin' two packs a day on the side
Ooh, I'm howlin' and brawlin'
And payin' the cost when it's light, when it's light
I got hell (hell)
Hell on my heels
Ooh, baby, I got hell (hell)
Hell on my heels
I got so many Joneses
And psychopath friends on my back, hey, hey
So now you tell me you're leavin'
So there goes the reason to clean up my act
I got hell (hell)
Hell on my heels
Ooh, honey child, I got hell (hell)
Hell on my heels, whoa
Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Take it down, that's right
When you're in the pocket
Uh, whoa, oh
Listen never doubt
If you know your body say what, uh
I said, I said, now if you know just what you drive wild
I got hell (hell)
Hell on my heels
Ooh, baby, I got hell (hell)
Hell on my heels
Take it one time boys
I got hell (hell)
Hell on my heels
Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, hell (hell)
Hell on my heels
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, that's right
Written by: Bulletboys, Grant Morris
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