Down in Tennessee
Sits a girl alone
She sings along
You play your stereo loud
You've got your headphones on
I see
One, two, three
Life is good, sometimes it's bad
It has its
No it aint the way that your hair hangs down,
Southern star, things are slow
You're watching all these speeding cars,
I would swim across the ocean
I would lay down on
Rock and rollYou are envy, I amSo uncoolStill I
want to
Why won?t you tell me what?
Why won?t you tell me
Here we go
Singin' our songs with our soul
Winter has gone
Where
You called me up this evening
Cause you wanted to know
Can you guess how much one man can sit and
I come, come up
And slip into something
It's the middle of
Sends a little photograph
That she shot in the nude
She doesn't
Tell the boys in the back
Danny's crashed his cadillac
He ain't
I know somewhere there is a party goin' down
Interestin' people,
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