Blake Shelton, Trace Adkins - Hell Right lyrics

Hey yeah?
Tell 'em that story you were tellin' me

Couple boys clock out 'bout 5: 35
Tryna put a little hammer in their head
Standin' in the liquor store
Starin' at a fifth
But they picked up a handle instead

Hell right (Hell right?) hell right (Okay)

Couple girls with their boots on
Got their Bluetooth on
T-shirts sayin' "Go Sooners"
Then the girl from the small town
Took off the "Old Town"
Put on a little Hank Jr (Thank God)
Hell right she got all her rowdy
Friends comin' over tonight

Hell right (Hell right)
Hell right (Hell right)
Everybody's throwin' down on a Friday night
Somewhere in America
There's a bottle to burn and a fire to light
And you ain't done nothin' if
You did it half way if you gonna raise Hell
Then you better damn raise
Hell right (Hell right)
Hell right (Hell right) hell right

There's a guitar on the ground
That was makin' some sound
'Til somebody pulled a hillbilly slip
Now there's fog on the window
She never woulda kissed him
If he didn't play a lick like this

Hell right hell right

Hell right (Hell right)
Hell right (Hell right)
Everybody's throwin' down on a Friday night
Somewhere in America
There's a bottle to burn and a fire to light
And you ain't done nothin' if
You did it half way if you gonna raise hell
Then you better damn raise
Hell right (Hell right)
Hell right (Hell right) hell right

Now it's 7 AM
Damn, if there ain't an empty handle
On a square hay bale
Everybody's passed out drunk
But when they wake up
They're all gonna hurt like hell, right
Yeah, boy

Hell right (Hell right)
Hell right (Hell right)
Everybody's throwin' down on a Friday night
Somewhere in America
There's a bottle to burn and a fire to light
And you ain't done nothin' if
You did it half way if you gonna raise hell
Then you better damn raise hell right
Hell right hell right