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Walker Hayes
Walker Hayes
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Evan Hutchings
Evan Hutchings
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Kris Donegan
Kris Donegan
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Dave Cohen
Dave Cohen
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Tony Lucido
Tony Lucido
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David Huff
David Huff
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Justin Niebank
Justin Niebank
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Walker Hayes
Walker Hayes
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Shane McAnally
Shane McAnally
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Sam Summer
Sam Summer
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Nick Ruth
Nick Ruth
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Sean Smalls
Sean Smalls
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Walker Hayes
Walker Hayes
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Shane McAnally
Shane McAnally
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David Huff
David Huff
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Justin Niebank
Justin Niebank
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Nash Overstreet
Nash Overstreet
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Joe Baldridge
Joe Baldridge
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Joe Trentacosti
Joe Trentacosti
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Drew Bollman
Drew Bollman
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Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
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Hope you made it out west safe and sound Hope your Honda didn't break down And you took time to walk around Joshua Tree Small towns ain't stupid, you know I always knew you would go People like you don't get old With people like me (no, they don't) I hope you're living out by the ocean That's where you always said you were goin' L.A. baby, on sunset drivin' City of angels, you should fit right in You want the part, baby, go get it Can't wait to see your name in those credits Hope you find yourself but selfishly I hope you miss me I hope you miss me (ayy) I hope you don't get homesick onе time And it's all callbacks and sunshine And you find someonе to run lines With while you learn 'em (While you learn 'em, while you learn 'em, while you learn 'em) I hope you run in to your girl crush JLo While you shoppin' on Rodeo And she cool as you always hoped she'd be in person I hope you're living out by the ocean That's where you always said you were goin' L,A. baby, on sunset drivin' City of angels, you should fit right in You want the part, baby, go get it Can't wait to see your name in those credits Hope you find yourself but selfishly (ayy) I hope you miss me Selfishly And when you finally get that star (finally get that star) On Hollywood Boulevard (on Hollywood Boulevard) Just remember I called it on the hood of your car (hey) I hope you're living out by the ocean That's where you always said you were goin' Ayy, if it's the city of angels, you should fit right in You want the part, baby, go get it (go get it) Can't wait to see your name in those credits Hope you find yourself but selfishly (ayy) I hope you miss me Sometimes it's stupid, you know I always knew you would go People like you don't get old With people like me (I hope you miss me) Sometimes it's stupid, you know I always knew you would go People like you don't get old With people like me (I hope you miss me)
Writer(s): Shane Mcanally, Walker Hayes, Nick Ruth, Sean Small, Sam Sumser Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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