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Whoa...
I remember hearin' 'little pink houses'
On the radio in my first truck
Ridin' two lanes of freedom, ain't that a feelin'?
16 and turnin' it up.
Passin' tattered old glory on a front porch
That song hit me different that day
It was four and a half minutes
All about livin' in nowhere usa.
Where it's workweek money buyin' good, cold beer
And nascar runnin' on four goodyears
Tailgate datin' at the dairy queen
That american mellencamp, small-town dream.
Friday night lights from the very top row
And fixer-ups racin' down an old, back road
All out chasin' down the same damn thing
That american mellencamp, small-town dream.
Whoa, whoa...
Oh, yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout a quarterback
Fallin' for a prom queen
Parkin' in a field 'til the sun comes up
I'm talkin' 'bout a sweet tea
Sunday afternoon out at mama's house
Can't forget where I came from
Where I came from.
Where it's workweek money buyin' good, cold beer
And nascar runnin' on four goodyears
Tailgate datin' at the dairy queen
That american mellencamp, small-town dream.
Friday-night lights from the very top row
And fixer-ups racin' down an old, back road
All out chasin' down the same damn thing
That american mellencamp, small-town dream.
Whoa, whoa...
I remember hearin' 'little pink houses'
On the radio in my first truck.
Yeah, it's workweek money buyin' good, cold beer
And nascar runnin' on four goodyears
Tailgate datin' at the dairy queen
That american mellencamp, small-town dream.
Friday-night lights from the very top row
Very top row
And fixer-ups racin' down an old, back road
Old, back road
All out chasin' down the same damn thing
Same damn thing
That american mellencamp, small-town dream.
That american mellencamp, small-town dream.
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