B&s

We rolled in hot in a beat-up tray,
Dust on our boots, nothin’ in our way.
Cracked a tin before we parked the rig,
Tonight’s for the loose and the full-blown big.
The music’s loud, the fire’s burnin’ bright,
The girls showed up lookin’ wild tonight.
Flanno tied, boots to the knee,
Doin’ burnouts in my heart for free.
Drunk and naked at the B&S Ball,
Dancin’ on hay bales, givin’ it all.
Tattoos flashin’, bras in the trees,
Pourin’ Bundy like it’s antifreeze.
You ain’t seen nothin’ ‘til you’ve seen ‘em all —
Drunk and naked at the B&S Ball.
One had glitter, one had paint,
One yelled, “Marry me, or you ain’t no saint!”
Another stole my hat and climbed the bar,
Took a shoey from a mate's old jar.
They're bush-bred queens with no damn filter,
Tough as nails and wild as winter.
Makin’ legends with every spin,
Showin’ the blokes how to really sin.
Drunk and naked at the B&S Ball,
Screamin’ like sirens, proud and tall.
With rum-soaked lips and hearts unchained,
They light up the dark like a runaway train.
Bless the chaos, and bless them all —
Drunk and naked at the B&S Ball.
Some say it’s madness, some say it’s sin,
But we just grin and dive right in.
‘Cause when the sun comes up and the party’s through,
You’ll still smell perfume in your worn-out ute.
Drunk and naked at the B&S Ball,
Takin’ no prisoners, breakin’ all laws.
They dance like flames in the outback air,
Laughin' loud without a care.
May the legend live on in every hall —
Drunk and naked at the B&S Ball.
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Country/Rock/with 3 female soprano harmony/with harmonious undertones, live