Beer Drinkers And Hell Raisers

Motörhead

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    If you see me walking down the line
    With my favorite honky tonk in mind
    Well, I'll be here around suppertime
    With my can of dinner and a bunch of fine

    Beer drinkers and hell raisers, yeah
    Uh-huh-huh, baby, don't you wanna come with me?

    The crowd gets loud when the band gets right
    Steel guitar crying through the night
    Yeah, trying to cover up the corner fight
    But everything's cool cause they's just tight

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    Beer drinkers and hell raisers, yeah
    Huh, baby, don't you wanna come with me?
    Ah, play it boy

    The joint was jumping like a cat on hot tin
    Lord, I thought the floor was gonna give in
    Sounding a lot like a house congressional
    Cause we're experimental and professional

    Beer drinkers, hell raisers, yeah
    Well, baby, don't you wanna come with me?

    Song details

    Composition: Billy Gibbons, Dusty Hill, and Frank Beard

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