"Slicked Back" lyrics

Fell in love with the shotgun in my hands
If you were saying, must've be contrarian
But I've been working on myself all fall
Six beers a week ain't bad, a little boring is all, huh

You're so cool in my living room
And when you talk trash with your hair slicked back
When I get to Hell or Heaven, can I bring my girl?
'Cause she likes romance, good sex, music, and ruling the world

I'm gonna start a riot from the edge of my bed
'Cause I still see you in that pool hall in New York in my head
Used to know some folks who put it all on line
But you paint landscapes in the evening time

'Cause you're so cool in my living room
And when you talk trash with your hair slicked back
When I get to Hell or Heaven, can I bring my girl?
'Cause she likes romance, good sex, music, and ruling the world

'Cause I'm a seventh-generation country boy
My father used Redman tobacco bags as baby toys
I'm gonna start a riot from the edge of my bed
'Cause I still want you in that pool hall in New York in my head

You're so cool in my living room
And when you talk trash with your hair slicked back
When I get to Hell or Heaven, can I bring my girl?
'Cause she likes romance, good sex, music, and ruling the world

You're so cool in my living room
And when you talk trash with your hair slicked back
When I get to Hell or Heaven, can I bring my girl?
'Cause she likes romance, good sex, music, and ruling the world