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He said "I grew up in Wichita
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In a Mayberry kind of town"
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He never liked overalls
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Or haulin' hay 'til sundown
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He said he dreamed about L.A.
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As he plowed away the day on an old John Deere
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I said "Boy let me warn you
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In southern California there's some fast trains here"
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You're not in Kansas anymore
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Can't be too careful that's for sure
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City lights will led you on
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Morning comes and they'll be gone
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So write my number on your wall
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You can call me anytime at all
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I'm so happy now boy
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You're not in Kansas anymore
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He said do you know where Carson lives
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So we drove up to Malibu
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Cruisin' down Sunset Strip
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I let him steal a kiss or two
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Under the Hollywood sign
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I tried to hide a smile as I whispered low
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I wanna be the first to tell you
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Here we say Rodel, not rodeo
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You're not in Kansas anymore
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Can't be too careful that's for sure
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City lights will led you on
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Morning comes and they'll be gone
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So write my number on your wall
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And call me anytime at all
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I'm so happy now boy
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You're not in Kansas anymore
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I'm so happy now boy
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You're not in Kansas anymore
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You're Not In Kansas Anymore
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| Jo Dee Messina |
