Blake Shelton feat. Trace Adkins - Hell Right

[Intro: Trace Adkins & Blake Shelton] Hey Yeah? Tell 'em that story you were tellin' me [Verse 1: Blake Shelton] Couple boys clock out about 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 [Refrain: Blake Shelton & Trace Adkins] Hell right (Hell right?) Hell right (Okay) [Verse 2: Blake Shelton, Trace Adkins, Blake Shelton & Trace Adkins] 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 [Chorus: Blake Shelton & Trace Adkins] 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 [Verse 3: Blake Shelton & Trace Adkins] 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 [Refrain: Trace Adkins] Hell right Hell right [Chorus: Blake Shelton & Trace Adkins] 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 [Bridge: Blake Shelton, Blake Shelton & Trace Adkins] Now it's 7 a.m 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 [Chorus: Blake Shelton & Trace Adkins] 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