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This guy pulls up on his motorcycle His license plate says he's from Ohio He sits down on the stool next to me Talking football and the economy I said hey man, I'm no Buckeyes fan I'm the ACC not the big ten, but I'm sure we can still be friends Praise the Lord we ain't all the same Some like the sun some like the rain That don't mean ya gotta complain 'Cause we see things differently You can roll the Stones, and I'll crank the Hank We can both dance to Mary Jane Neither one of us has to change Our minds or what we believe Let's agree to disagree... But you can still be friends with me Tired of seeing negativity On the phones, online, and on tv You keep selling me on your agenda I'll take the sugar, you can have the Splenda We're wasting time trying to change each other Come on sisters and brothers, Can't we all love one another Praise the Lord we ain't all the same Some like the sun some like the rain That don't mean ya gotta complain 'Cause we see things differently You can roll the Stones, and I'll crank the Hank We can both dance to Mary Jane Neither one of us has to change Our minds or what we believe Let's agree to disagree But you can still be friends with me Some like Bud light, some like Mic Ultra Some are into high class craft beer culture Popping that high dollar champagne No matter what you drink, it all does the same thing Praise the Lord we ain't all the same Some like the sun some like the rain That don't mean ya gotta complain... 'Cause we see things differently You can roll the Stones, and I'll crank the Hank We can both dance to Mary Jane Neither one of us has to change Our minds or what we believe Let's agree to disagree But you can still be friends with me
Writer(s): Aubrey Wollett Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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