Hell Raisin Heat Of The Summer

Florida Georgia Line

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() () () 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’ ’til the blue lights chase us And we scattered like sparks from () A black cat fuse () Train bridge where we spray paint Skynyrd And the gold flakes glimmered in the () Cinnamon booze 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 ( () ( Alabama on the Alpine Bust a cap on a deer sign Little backseat butterfly Home grown angel that’ll get you high That’ll get you high 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 ( ) Yeah I see it clearer in the rearview 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 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 The hell raisin’ heat of the summer The hell raisin’ heat of the summer

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Cette chanson évoque des souvenirs d'été insouciants, où les jeunes se laissent emporter par la passion et l’adrénaline. Les protagonistes racontent leurs escapades nocturnes, entre courses-poursuites avec la police et moments de partage, comme peindre un pont avec une touche de folie. L’ambiance est celle de la liberté et de l'adrénaline, vivant chaque instant comme s'il était unique, avec une certaine nostalgie pour ces moments précieux. Le contexte semble ancré dans le sud des États-Unis, où la chaleur de l'été et les petites villes ajoutent une dimension à ces aventures. Les éléments de la nature, la camaraderie et un goût pour la rébellion se mêlent pour créer un tableau évocateur de cette époque de vie.

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