Opening Lyric | Song |
Just a small town girl, living in a lonely world | |
She doesn't own a dress, her hair is always a mess | |
I know a man ain't supposed to cry | |
Look, if you had one shot, or one opportunity | |
I like to dream yes, yes, right between my sound machine | |
Once upon a time you dressed so fine | |
Hey where did we go, days when the rains came | |
'Welcome to the real world,' she said to me, condescendingly | |
You've got your ball, you've got your chain | |
You think I'm pretty, without any makeup on | |
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I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut | |
She was a fast machine, she kept her motor clean | |
Hanging out behind the club on the weekend, Acting stupid getting drunk with my best friends | |
Beautiful girls all over the world | |
You boys ever met a real country girl? | |
In Napoli where love is king, When boy meets girl here's what they say | |
I never knew, I never knew that everything was falling through | |
This is morning, That's when I spend the most time, Thinking 'bout what I've given up | |
End of passion play, crumbling away, I'm your source of self-destruction | |
Party people, Party people, Can y'all get funky? | |
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