jimmy would always look out
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at all the motorcycles
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as they passed him by
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in his mama's car
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they was going somewhere
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not very far
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but jimmy just sat in the backseat thinking
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one day i'm gonna fly away
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fly, fly, fly
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red, white, and blue dreams
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oh yeah the american dream
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on the road
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little bobby-ray he saw the way
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when his mother tried
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to talk to his father
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his father turned away
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then he'd look out
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and he'd see those folks
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riding on their bikes
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and he saw the love between them
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and he knew
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jimmy stayed up late at night
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thinking about the boys
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who tried to start a fight
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out on the corner with
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their greased back hair
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jimmy knew that wasn't the way
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gotta help all your brothers and sisters today
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get on a motorcycle and fly away
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fly, fly, fly away
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the american dream
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and when he saw hulk hogan on t.v.
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he said that big blond man is kinda like me
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the american dream
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bobby-ray he swore that day
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he would never treat a lady
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the way his father did
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then he started growing out his hair
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and he would draw tattoos on his arms
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with a ball point pen
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'cause he was living the american dream
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jimmy made a raft one time
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put in on the river down behind his house
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he even put handlebars on it
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he pretended he was riding down the river
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just like his uncle ray
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well he made it bout 3 miles down
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he heard the sound of his mom's voice sayin
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JIMMY JIMMY SUPPERTIME
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you gotta grow strong be just like hulk hogan
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hulk hogan the american dream machine
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red, white, and blue
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hulk hogan- american-
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real american
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dream
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Red, White, & Blue Dream
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Kimya Dawson |