I grew up in a town where tough was a cigarette And a souped up car on a county road Nothin' much to do back then So we'd make bets On how much drink
If youre tellin me Im not on fire Youre just preachin to the choir Ive gotten dull as old barbed wire from livin Last night I watched the evening
if I care But one slip of the tongue 'bout my God Or my mama Or this flag that I wear on my shirt You'll see a side of me man That I don't think you
chicken Ballet, straight-As, most likely to succeed They bought her a car after graduation Sent her down South for some higher education Put her on the fast track
Alright Take a trip from here Bogalusa, Baton Rouge, New Orleans, Picayune, Boloxi, Pascagoula, Mobile Bay,Big full moon Diesel up just north of Destin
I's and cross their T's Black skirt, high heels, show you no pity Sunshine smile, Pacific Gals Got the DNA mojo know-how Yes, man, they can make you
(Talking) take me out to the ball game INTRO Swing batter batter Swing batter batter Swing batter batter Swing Swing batter batter Swing batter batter
They say that smokin' ain't allowed in here But I don't care Try to sneak you some Saw your buddies at the barber shop And they sure fight a lot Just
Ain't no whiskey in this glass Try not to smoke too many cigarettes I stay away from Mary Jane These are my choices Ain't gonna judge you if you do
I wanna tell you that I'm sorry I wanna say that I was wrong I wanna tell you that this circus That we been living in Ain't where we belong It's like