Lyrics
Intro
"I saw my boy walking into the saloon tonight with a wild-eyed girl who spells nothing but trouble. Man, she looked exactly like the ones I used to chase. They sure are fun, son... but that fuse burns fast. Phew ohh boy"
Verse 1
I saw you walking down the street with a crimson flameA wild-hearted woman who don't even know your nameShe’s got that dangerous look that makes a young man blindAnd I can see exactly what is running through your mindYeah, those toxic girls are a whole lot of neon funBut I’m telling you, boy, you better grab your hat and run
Chorus
Mid-tempo bakersfield shuffle crowd shoutDrop the hand! (Crowd: Drop it!)Turn around! (Crowd: Turn!)The toxic trail! (Crowd: Hell no!)A beautiful trap! (Crowd: Trap!)Learn it sooner! (Crowd: Fast!)Until the night is done! (Crowd: Yee-haw!)
Verse 2
I spent twenty long years trying to make 'em settle downChasing every hurricane that blew into this townThey'll burn up your cash and they'll wreck your truck in the darkLeaving you stranded looking for a tiny little sparkIt’s a futile game that a man can never winSo don't go making the same mistakes your old man did again
Chorus
Mid-tempo bakersfield shuffle crowd shoutDrop the hand! (Crowd: Drop it!)Turn around! (Crowd: Turn!)The toxic trail! (Crowd: Hell no!)A beautiful trap! (Crowd: Trap!)Learn it sooner! (Crowd: Fast!)Until the night is done! (Crowd: Yee-haw!)
Bridge
Music drops low - Just a bouncy walking bass and steady snare brush-tapThey're lightning in a bottle and a whole lot of smokeBut waking up broken-hearted ain't no damn jokeCrowd building to a warm, rhythmic chant: Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Chorus
The entire band explodes back in with full twangy guitars and steelDrop the hand! (Crowd: Drop it!)Turn around! (Crowd: Turn!)The toxic trail! (Crowd: Hell no!)A beautiful trap! (Crowd: Trap!)Learn it sooner! (Crowd: Fast!)Until the night is done! (Crowd: Yee-haw!)tagThe telecaster and steel guitar trade clean, melodic licksYeah, it's a beautiful trapCrowd shouts: She's gonna break your heart!Learn it sooner, sonCrowd shouts: Singing our song!