Cooler-N-Hell Ray Wylie Hubbard
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[Verse 1]
A '68 Camaro, candy-apple red
4-speed transmission, chrome heads
Rev her up and she casts a spell
Some things here under heaven are just cooler 'n hell
[Verse 2]
A pack of Chesterfields, sunglasses and a suit
A half-pint of gin and a gold tooth
Lightnin' Hopkins and a pentatonic scale
Some things here under heaven are just cooler 'n hell
[Instrumental]
[Verse 3]
A blonde Telecaster, 1955
Donner Comp pedal, a beer bottle for a slide
A Blackface Twin with JVLs
Some things here under heaven are just cooler 'n hell
[Verse 4]
Black mascara, L'Oréal on her lips
A tribal tattoo just above her hips
A honky-tonkin' woman who wears her ink well
Some things here under heaven are just cooler 'n hell
A '68 Camaro, candy-apple red
4-speed transmission, chrome heads
Rev her up and she casts a spell
Some things here under heaven are just cooler 'n hell
[Verse 2]
A pack of Chesterfields, sunglasses and a suit
A half-pint of gin and a gold tooth
Lightnin' Hopkins and a pentatonic scale
Some things here under heaven are just cooler 'n hell
[Instrumental]
[Verse 3]
A blonde Telecaster, 1955
Donner Comp pedal, a beer bottle for a slide
A Blackface Twin with JVLs
Some things here under heaven are just cooler 'n hell
[Verse 4]
Black mascara, L'Oréal on her lips
A tribal tattoo just above her hips
A honky-tonkin' woman who wears her ink well
Some things here under heaven are just cooler 'n hell
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