Yeah, every now and then you gotta raise a little hell/Hope we get lucky and stay out of jail
from Beer Money lyrics by Kip Moore
Doing little to dispel the notion that all male country singers are concerned about is women and alcohol, Moore tries to forget the humdrum of his dead-end job with this anthemic TGIF-ode to the loose change that allows him to dance in the dark and scream in a field during the weekend.
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JL
