Lainey Wilson - Grease (Live From The 58th ACM Awards)

Listen to Bell Bottom Country: Subscribe: Keep up with Lainey: @laineywilsonmusic Text Lainey: Lyrics: It’s been a long hot summer For a hard working John Deere man You’re real tired well no wonder Cause you earned that farmer’s tan While I been working in the garden You been melting all the ice in my sweet tea Well look at what ya started All because you gotta little thirsty Good God a mighty Boy you got me Begging like a ole hound dog Buttered up and rolling Like a skillet smoking Up a kitchen down in Arkansas Yea we onto something Want ya keep it coming Baby I can handle the heat Yea boy you make me wanna Rare back and slap my mama Hot damn four hundred degrees Now we cooking with grease Now we cooking with grease Let’s slow it down let me help ya Button down that blue collar Boy your touch is burning up You make the kettle on the stove wanna holler Got me saying hallelujah Like a good ole girl is supposed to do But that hat turned back And them kisses like that Make it real hard to keep it cool Good God a mighty Boy you got me Begging like a ole hound dog Buttered up and rolling Like a skillet smoking Up a kitchen down in Arkansas Yea we onto something Want ya keep it coming Baby I can handle the heat Yea boy you make me wanna Rare back and slap my mama Hot damn four hundred degrees Now we cooking with grease Come on Whooo It’s getting hot in here You know who’s bringing home the bacon Good God a mighty Boy you got me Begging like a ole hound dog Buttered up and rolling Like a skillet smoking Up a kitchen down in Arkansas Yea we onto something Want ya keep it coming Baby I can handle the heat Yea boy you make me wanna Rare back and slap my mama Hot damn four hundred degrees Now we cooking with grease Yea we cooking with grease I ain’t talking about no crisco #LaineyWilson #BellBottomCountry