Down to the Filter lyrics

I found the heat in Amarillo, Texas A type of fire that I like to mess with One eye on me, the other on the exit Didn't say a thing, but I got the message She can take what she wants When she gets her hands on me Oh, I got it bad She's a straight shot Red hot Kind of girl that don't need no saving Live fast Hellcat Oh, she a pretty little devil God gave me Cold-blooded killer My kind of sinner I'm burning with her Smoking down to the filter Them desert storms bring heat and thunder Route 66 Chevy burning rubber Got the clip loaded Heat in the trunk Rhinestones and bullets flying in the dust She's a straight shot Red hot Kind of girl that don't need no saving Live fast Hellcat Oh, she a pretty little devil God gave me Cold-blooded killer My kind of sinner I'm burning with her Smoking down to the filter She can take what she wants When she gets her hands on me Oh, I got it bad She's a straight shot Red hot Kind of girl that don't need no saving Live fast Hellcat Oh, she a pretty little devil God gave me Cold-blooded killer My kind of sinner I'm burning with her Smoking down to the filter