Gimme 8 Seconds

I got a good bull rope, I got a brand new belt

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

Pushin' that red line, gonna 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's got a bag of tricks

Give me eight more seconds, give me one more shot

Give me hell below, give me strength on top

You gotta be crazy, gotta be insane

To hitch your wagon to a hurricane

Yeah

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

Now I'm droppin' my hooks down and I'm ready to ride

Say a little prayer, give a nod and go

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

Give me eight more seconds, give me one more shot

Give me hell below, give me strength on top

You gotta be crazy, gotta be insane

To hitch your wagon to a hurricane

Yeah

Yeah, hitch your wagon to a hurricane