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Listen to “911” and listen to Kameron’s album Keepin’ The Lights On, out now: Connect with Kameron: Website: Instagram: Facebook: Twitter: TikTok@kameronmarlowe: Text Kameron at 615-455-2459 Lyrics: Never thought this is how I’d go, sittin’ here barstool high Never knew when, but now I know, it’s lookin’ like a Friday night It turns out the hottest part of the flame is the blue there in her eyes She’s the kind of wild that just don’t care if you make it out alive Somebody better call 911, there’s a five alarm fire in here It’s about five foot four, and you can’t put it out with an ice cold beer I’m lookin’ at a heart attack lookin’ right back at me Through the smoke, good Lord Somebody better call 911, ‘cause if somebody don’t Don’t know if I can take much more Aw yeah There ain’t a shot of snakebite in this bar that’s ever gonna burn like her She gonna melt a hole in the hardwood floor if the roof don’t blow off first She’s TNT in tight blue jeans and I’m gonna wind up hurt She gonna make me buy a diamond ring or a pine box in the dirt Somebody better call 911, there’s a five alarm fire in here It’s about five foot four, and you can’t put it out with an ice cold beer I’m lookin’ at a heart attack lookin’ right back at me Through the smoke, good Lord Somebody better call 911, ‘cause if somebody don’t Don’t know if I can take much more The way this is goin’ Ain’t no way of knowin’ If I’ll make it til closin’ time Somebody better call 911, there’s a five alarm fire in here It’s about five foot four, and you can’t put it out with an ice cold beer I’m lookin’ at a heart attack lookin’ right back at me Through the smoke, good Lord Somebody better call 911, ‘cause if somebody don’t Don’t know if I can take much more Oh no, can’t take much more
