I was born in a trailer park in Bowling Green, Kentucky
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and here's what happened to me:
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When I was a kid, like everybody else
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Didn't get in much trouble, stayed to myself
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Found some old records, it all became so clear
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Just like the whole world whispered in my ear, it was:
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C'mon, C'mon, C'mon
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In a small town, you quickly get your fill
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at school or work or church I never could sit still
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Learned to ignore everyword they said
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I'd rather listen to the rhythm in my head, it goes:
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(guitar)
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I can't get rid of it!
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(solo)
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It goes:
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(guitar)
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I can't get rid of it!
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If you see me comin', I'll probably pass you by
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****(can't understand this part)****
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Nothin has changed since I was a kid
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You wanna know about me baby, listen to this:
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(guitar)
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I can't get rid of it!
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I can't get rid of it!
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Can't Get Rid Of It
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| Nashville Pussy |
