Gimme 8 Seconds Lyrics

I got a good bull roped, I got a brand new bell
I got a hot rod pick up truck, she can really set sail
Pushing that red line gotta make that show
Gonna meet my buddies at the rodeo

Just drew myself a mean old bull
We're all smellin' money 'cause the jackpot's full
He's got the fire in his belly and he turns back quick
Son this big devil's got a bag of tricks

Gimme 8 more seconds, gimme one more shot
Gimme hell below, gimme strength on top
You gotta be crazy, gotta be insane
To hitch your wagon to a hurricane, yeah

Gonna rap my rope around my gloves real tight
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

Gimme 8 more seconds, gimme one more shot
Gimme hell below, gimme 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

Toby Keith - Pull My Chain

Aug 2001

1. I'm Just Talkin' About Tonight
2. I Wanna Talk About Me
3. I Can't Take You Anywhere
4. You Leave Me Weak
5. Tryin' To Matter
6. Pull My Chain
7. The Sha La La Song
8. Pick 'Em Up And Lay 'Em Down
9. Forever Hasn't Got Here Yet
10. Yesterday's Rain
11. My List
12. You Didn't Have As Much To Lose
13. Gimme 8 Seconds