[00:01.80]Artist:molly hatchet[00:04.37]Songs Title:big apple[00:14.18]New york city, youre so big and tough,[00:20.12]Well here we come, baby, struttin our stuff.[00:22.49][00:26.35]Well we look kinda freaky were pretty damn bad.[00:31.62]Cause southern cookin is all weve ever had.[00:37.82]Oh, cook em up some greens, baby.[00:47.11]Ive seen the mountains up in tennessee.[00:53.29]Sweet little hill women satisfied me.[00:59.57]We all know its tough and its an uphill battle.[01:05.71]But were running em hard baby, sitting in the saddle.[01:25.87]Oh, come on baby.[01:39.53][02:15.04]New york city youre so big and tough.[02:21.41]My pistols are loaded, I feel rough.[02:27.53]Well. weve heard of your punks and high heeled steppers.[02:33.86]Were bad southern boys and dont you forget us.