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A little Smokey, little Bandit Little gettin' out of handed If you're goin' where we're goin' Get goin' or get out of our way Mixin' Crowes', hard to handle Burnin' Willie, rockin' Randall If we're gonna do it then we ain't gonna do it half way 'Cause we don't play Chka-ah If you need a little turn-it-up Friday night A crowd with their hands and their cans up high Wanna raise one with the raise hell kind We the people We the people with the needle in the red on cruise Out settin' fire to a neon moon Wreckin' them back roads, reppin' our roots We the people We front row, we back porch We dirt stomp, we dance floor We the party and the party don't stop 'til we roll up That's when everybody shows up (Ow) If you need a little turn-it-up Friday night A crowd with their hands and their cans up high SongtexteWanna raise one with the raise hell kind We the people We the people with the needle in the red on cruise Out settin' fire to a neon moon Wreckin' them back roads, reppin' our roots We the people We the ones that the preacher done warned you about We the ones that'll getcha kicked out We the ones drink way too loud We the people We're the jokers and tokers In the land of the free Got some hot ones, some cold ones What more do you need? (Yeah) If you need a little turn-it-up Friday night A crowd with their hands and their cans up high Wanna raise one with the raise hell kind We the people We the people with the needle in the red on cruise Out settin' fire to a neon moon Wreckin' them back roads, reppin' our roots We the people We the ones that the preacher done warned you about We the ones that'll get you kicked out We the ones drink way too loud We the people Aus Songtexte Mania