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Livin' Next To Leroy - Song Lyrics - by Ashley McBryde
Below you can read the song lyrics of Livin' Next To Leroy by Ashley McBryde, found in Album Girl Going Nowhere released by Ashley McBryde in 2018. Remember that you can play this song at the right column of this page by clicking on the PLAY button. You can also use the lyrics scroller to sing along with the music and adjust the speed by using the arrows. Press CTRL-D on your keyboard to bookmark this page. Report broken, missing or wrong video to us here and we will fix it.
I used to roll my cigarettes on the hood of my tacoma
Sit and watch the world go by
I was seventeen and green and knowin' nothin' 'bout livin'
In a town where people go to die.
Leroy was a transplant from somewhere in alabama
The first time I met him, he asked me for a spoon
And I thought he must've been in a bluegrass band, or somethin'
But I'd find out one august afternoon.
Three doors down, there's tinfoil on the table
They ain't cookin' up nothin' good 'round here
There's one in every house high on the couch, stealin' cable
On the dark side of the country it ain't bonfires, it ain't beer
But you find out quick how big a hit the neighbor's bike'll get ya, boy
Livin' next to leroy.
In the classroom, susie highschool was packin' pills like notes
Takin' shots in the parkin' lot at lunch
And I'd join in every now and then 'cause you can't beat the cool crowd
I'd go to leroy's 'til I sobered up.
Three doors down, there's tinfoil on the table
They ain't cookin' up nothin' good 'round here
There's one in every house high on the couch, stealin' cable
On the dark side of the country it ain't bonfires, it ain't beer
But you find out quick how big a hit that class ring'll get ya, boy
Livin' next to leroy.
I rolled a j on the day I got my diploma
I knew leroy would be proud
I can't forget shakin' him, tryin' to wake him on that sofa
He never did come 'round.
Yeah, three doors down, there's tinfoil on the table
They ain't cookin' up nothin' good 'round here
There's one in every house high on the couch, stealin' cable
On the dark side of the country it ain't bonfires, it ain't beer
But you find out quick how high you get when that last hit gets you boy.
Livin' next to leroy
Livin' next to leroy
Next to leroy.
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