Bailey Zimmerman – Holy Smokes Lyrics

Well I was only scared of the devil and her dad
So we parked somewhere we knew they’d never look
Naw, I’ve never seen nothing like her
Playin’ with the flame of her momma’s lighter
Naw, it wasn’t very long ‘fore I was hooked

Heaven was a preachers spot
In church parkin’ lot
hangin’ onto like the the does
the words red
of cigarettes

that’s was
wasn’t heavy the of Chevy
and her and the ghost
of a rush
Fallin’ of smokes

They’d run and we’d runnin’ back
we’d where we left the night before
said would your be
If walked there and married me
Even if we never made it through, they

Heaven was a preachers spot
In church parkin’ lot
hangin’ onto like the the does
the words red
of cigarettes

that’s was
wasn’t heavy the of Chevy
and her and the ghost
of a rush
Fallin’ of smokes

Nothin’ felt like sinnin’
Jesus but I can’t forget when

Heaven was a preachers spot
In church parkin’ lot
hangin’ onto like the the does
the words red
of cigarettes

that’s was
wasn’t heavy the of Chevy
and her and the ghost
of a rush
Fallin’ of smokes

Well I was only scared of the devil and her dad
So we parked somewhere we knew they’d never look
Naw, I’ve never seen nothing like her
Playin’ with the flame of her momma’s lighter
Naw, it wasn’t very long ‘fore I was hooked

Heaven was a preachers spot
In church parkin’ lot
hangin’ onto like the the does
the words red
of cigarettes

that’s was
wasn’t heavy the of Chevy
and her and the ghost
of a rush
Fallin’ of smokes

They’d run and we’d runnin’ back
we’d where we left the night before
said would your be
If walked there and married me
Even if we never made it through, they

Heaven was a preachers spot
In church parkin’ lot
hangin’ onto like the the does
the words red
of cigarettes

that’s was
wasn’t heavy the of Chevy
and her and the ghost
of a rush
Fallin’ of smokes

Nothin’ felt like sinnin’
Jesus but I can’t forget when

Heaven was a preachers spot
In church parkin’ lot
hangin’ onto like the the does
the words red
of cigarettes

that’s was
wasn’t heavy the of Chevy
and her and the ghost
of a rush
Fallin’ of smokes