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We're in the same small town, bored out our brains With the same cold lovers and a heart on a string Drivin' every day in this beat-up truck On the same dirt road where we all grow up If you're riding through the country Or downtown, crack of dawn on a subway If you're working on a Sunday Or sipping on some Tanqueray (raise it up) I might not have been down your street We might do things differently She's wearing blue and he's wearing pink And who cares 'bout what anyone thinks? 'Cause we're in the same small town, bored out our brains With the same cold lovеrs and a heart on a string Drivin' every day in this bеat up truck On the same dirt road where we all grow up Everyone thinks their ways are better But sometimes we gotta drink together We stand tall when we all show love On this same dirt road where we all grow up Oh-oh, the same dirt road where we all grow up The same dirt road where we all grow up If you're blowin' in the desert wind Or your grandma thinks you're livin' in sin, I know it And if you're livin' through a bad phase Oh, we all make mistakes every day I might not have been down your street We might do things differently She does this, and they like that Who cares? 'Cause we're in the same small town, bored out our brains With the same cold lovers and a heart on a string Drivin' every day in this beat-up truck On the same dirt road where we all grow up So leave your woes in the rearview mirror And raise a glass, have a drink together We stand tall when we all show love On this same dirt road where we all grow up Oh-oh, the same dirt road where we all grow up The same dirt road where we all grow up It's the same town, we're all in the same town On the same dirt road where we all grow up
Writer(s): Frank Palazzolo, Eric Mcneely Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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