I like it    I don't like it

I got a good bull rope

I got a brand new bell

I got a hot-rod pickup truck, she can really set sail

Pushing that red line, gotta make that show

Gonna meet my buddies at the rodeo

I just drew myself a mean old bull

We're all smellin' money, 'cause the jackpot's full

He's got fire in his belly, and he turns back quick

Son, this big devil got a bag of tricks

Gimme eight more seconds

Gimme one more shot

Gimme hell below, but gimme strength on top

Gotta be crazy, gotta be insane

To hitch your wagon to a hurricane

I'm gonna wrap my rope around my glove real tight

I'm dropping my hooks down, I'm ready to ride

Say a little prayer, give my nod and go

Stay clean in the middle 'til I hear that whistle blow

Gimme eight more seconds

Gimme one more shot

Gimme hell below, but gimme strength on top

Gotta be crazy, gotta be insane

To Hitch your wagon to a hurricane

yeah, hitch your wagon to a hurricane