Carolina Hot Foot

[Verse 1:]
The car was workin' so they made it go
All the way to Charlotte just to see the show
Pulled into the parking lot with time to kill
Popped in a cassette so they could sit and chill
But they forgot to take the proper steps to avoid an ancient curse
"Never listen to the band you're going to see, or thing's get worse"

[Verse 2:]
Later on, they milled around the club front waiting
Some bullies from the town came up and tried to bait em'
Heard a clickin' sound and someone said "Let's do it"
Saw the open door and made a long dive to it

[Verse 3:]
Put your buckets down, come and gather round
Got a tale to tell, and it won't take long
Bout' a kid from Boone and his honeymoon
With a thing they call a "Carolina Hotfoot"
A hot foot, a Carolina Hotfoot
A hoot foot, atsa' hot foot