| 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 | |
| | Opening Lyric | Song |
|---|
| 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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