Matt Bradley's got the broken teeth
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He wears a jean jacket with a bullet in the sleeve
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He's just another Southern boy who dreams of nights in NYC
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And I sing along
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I sing along
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My tears don't matter much,
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They don't matter much (x2)
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Doug Deluca's voice could break a heart
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I recorded every song
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I used up three whole tapes, and put 'em in a box
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To give away
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To break a heart
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My tears don't matter much,
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They don't matter much (x2)
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When the boys sing their songs
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And the kids they sing along...
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I'm just another Southern boy who dreams of nights in NYC
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And I sing along
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I sing along
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Cory Branan's got an evil streak
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And a way with words that'll bring you to your knees
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Oh he can play the wildest shows and he can sing so sweet
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I still sing along
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My tears don't matter much,
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They don't matter much (x2)
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When the boys sing their songs
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And the kids they sing along...
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I'm just another Southern boy who dreams of nights in NYC
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And I sing along
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I still sing along
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My tears don't matter much,
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They don't matter much (x6)
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Tears Don't Matter Much
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