Hillbilly thrillseekin' kids burnin' rubber down the wrong side of Highway 10
Headin' for the county line with a mind they can get out of whatever they get in
Livin' on a dare cause they really don't care
And there's nothin' that they can't do
Hillbilly thrillseekin' kids sound a little like somebody you once knew

Bet you run across em
Trying to act so hard
In some wracked up, jacked up, rusty ol' somethin'
That's a few days late for the wreckin' yard
But it still rumbles em into town
And it seats ten with the windows down
Listen real hard and you'll recognize the sound

Hillbilly thrillseekin' kids burnin' rubber down the wrong side of Highway 10
Headin' for the county line with a mind they can get out of whatever they get in
Livin' so fast cause the night don't last
When you gotta sneak home by two
Hillbilly thrillseekin' kids sound a little like somebody you once knew

Don't try to lie now
You remember well
You were skinny as a splinter, hangin' out the window
Like a hellbent devil with a rebel yell
And all those hoodlum friends of yours
With a case of acne and a case of Coors
And an itch in the britches a ragin' good time cures

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And with a little luck
They're gonna turn out fine
Have a little fun
Then tow the line
They're gonna grow right past that rowdy stage
Set aside them wilder ways
And wake up from that crazy haze
With the braincells left to remember those days of

Hillbilly thrillseekin' kids burnin' rubber down the wrong side of Highway 10
Headin' for the county line with a mind they can get out of whatever they get in
Livin' on a dare cause they really don't care
And there's nothin' that they can't do
Hillbilly thrillseekin' kids sound a little like somebody you once knew