Locked, Loaded & Longing

country, pop country, southern rock, bro-country, country rock

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[Intro]
(Click-clack...)
(Yah...)
(Woo!)

[Verse 1]
She don't care about the lift kit on my truck (no, no)
And my fishing trophies, well, she don't give a... hoot (uh-uh)
She's got a different kind of obsession in her eyes
Something long, black, and distinctively oversized (oh yeah)
She watches me unlock the case, pushing back the foam
She says, "Honey, that's the finest piece you brought home"
She likes the matte black finish, smooth to the touch
She says, "I can handle it, baby, it ain't too much"

[Pre-Chorus]
She runs her fingers down the barrel, checks the sights (so nice)
She says, "Everything about this rig feels just right"
She whispers, "Take the safety off, let's have some fun"
She knows exactly what to do with a big... big... gun (yeah!)

[Chorus]
She thinks my hardware's sexy (so sexy)
She wants to grab the stock and hold it steady (are you ready?)
She loves the way it kicks right against her shoulder (boom, boom)
Getting hotter every round, getting bolder (ohh!)
She loves to squeeze it slow, 'til it makes that sound (bang!)
She thinks my AR is the sexiest thing in town
(Yeah, she loves the recoil)
(She loves the recoil)

[Verse 2]
She likes to help me clean it when the action gets grimy (scrub it good)
She grabs the oil and she makes it all shiny (slick, baby)
She says, "The rail is perfect, the grip feels strong"
She could play with my attachment all night long (all night)
She checks the chamber, slides it forward with a snap (click!)
She loves it when it sits right there in her lap

[Pre-Chorus]
She's aiming down range, got the target in view
She says, "Baby, this caliber was made for you"
She whispers, "Keep it loaded, don't you dare run dry"
She wants to see the sparks flying in the sky!

[Chorus]
She thinks my hardware's sexy (so sexy)
She wants to grab the stock and hold it steady (hold it steady)
She loves the way it kicks right against her shoulder (feel the kick!)
Getting hotter every round, getting bolder (so hot!)
She loves to squeeze it slow, 'til it makes that sound (bang! bang!)
She thinks my AR is the sexiest thing in town
(Oh, she's a straight shooter)

[Bridge]
(Yeah! WOO!)
(Break it down...)

[Breakdown]
It gets hot... (so hot)
It gets loud... (so loud)
She loves the smell of powder hanging in a cloud (mm-hmm)
She says, "Reload, baby... put another mag in..."
"Let's do it all over again..."
(Here it comes!)
(ONE! TWO! THREE! FIRE!)

[Chorus]
She thinks my hardware's sexy (oh, it's so sexy!)
She wants to grab the stock and hold it steady (she's always ready!)
She loves the way it kicks right against her shoulder (feel that rhythm!)
Getting hotter every round, getting bolder (burning up!)
She loves to squeeze it slow, 'til it makes that sound (BANG!)
She thinks my AR is the sexiest thing in town

[Outro]
(Yeah, she loves the way it handles)
(Clean it up, baby)
(Put it away wet)
(Ohh, nice shot...)
She thinks my AR is sexy...
(Click... Clack...)

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[Intro] (Click-clack...) (Yah...) (Woo!) [Verse 1] She don't care about the lift kit on my truck (no, no) And my fishing trophies, well, she don't give a... hoot (uh-uh) She's got a different kind of obsession in her eyes Something long, black, and distinctively oversized (oh yeah) She watches me unlock the case, pushing back the foam She says, "Honey, that's the finest piece you brought home" She likes the matte black finish, smooth to the touch She says, "I can handle it, baby, it ain't too much" [Pre-Chorus] She runs her fingers down the barrel, checks the sights (so nice) She says, "Everything about this rig feels just right" She whispers, "Take the safety off, let's have some fun" She knows exactly what to do with a big... big... gun (yeah!) [Chorus] She thinks my hardware's sexy (so sexy) She wants to grab the stock and hold it steady (are you ready?) She loves the way it kicks right against her shoulder (boom, boom) Getting hotter every round, getting bolder (ohh!) She loves to squeeze it slow, 'til it makes that sound (bang!) She thinks my AR is the sexiest thing in town (Yeah, she loves the recoil) (She loves the recoil) [Verse 2] She likes to help me clean it when the action gets grimy (scrub it good) She grabs the oil and she makes it all shiny (slick, baby) She says, "The rail is perfect, the grip feels strong" She could play with my attachment all night long (all night) She checks the chamber, slides it forward with a snap (click!) She loves it when it sits right there in her lap [Pre-Chorus] She's aiming down range, got the target in view She says, "Baby, this caliber was made for you" She whispers, "Keep it loaded, don't you dare run dry" She wants to see the sparks flying in the sky! [Chorus] She thinks my hardware's sexy (so sexy) She wants to grab the stock and hold it steady (hold it steady) She loves the way it kicks right against her shoulder (feel the kick!) Getting hotter every round, getting bolder (so hot!) She loves to squeeze it slow, 'til it makes that sound (bang! bang!) She thinks my AR is the sexiest thing in town (Oh, she's a straight shooter) [Bridge] (Yeah! WOO!) (Break it down...) [Breakdown] It gets hot... (so hot) It gets loud... (so loud) She loves the smell of powder hanging in a cloud (mm-hmm) She says, "Reload, baby... put another mag in..." "Let's do it all over again..." (Here it comes!) (ONE! TWO! THREE! FIRE!) [Chorus] She thinks my hardware's sexy (oh, it's so sexy!) She wants to grab the stock and hold it steady (she's always ready!) She loves the way it kicks right against her shoulder (feel that rhythm!) Getting hotter every round, getting bolder (burning up!) She loves to squeeze it slow, 'til it makes that sound (BANG!) She thinks my AR is the sexiest thing in town [Outro] (Yeah, she loves the way it handles) (Clean it up, baby) (Put it away wet) (Ohh, nice shot...) She thinks my AR is sexy... (Click... Clack...)

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