Cold city like the eyes in the subway station
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It's ten stories to my desk in the smoggy sky
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But after five, I'm headed home to heaven
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To an easy world
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There ain't nothin like the love of a small town girl
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Hot coffee and the sound of her sweet voice callin
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Country station on the kitchen radio
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That's how I know
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theres still a little magic
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in this crazy world...
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There ain't nothin like the love of a small town girl
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She makes love to me in real close two part harmony
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She makes the city feel like walks in the cool country rain
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No traffic and the sound of the street is quiet
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Fifth avenue is dressed in a foot of snow
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No where to go but underneath the covers
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Lovers while the snowflakes swirl
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There ain't nothin like the love of a small town girl
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There ain't nothin like the love of a small town girl
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Small Town Girl
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| Steve Wariner |
