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Blue skies, tall palm trees |
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Flippin through pages of magazines |
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Workin at the counter at, walgreens |
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Dreamin', waitin |
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Pinchin the pennies on minimum wage |
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Savin what she can countin down the days |
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Daddy says don't go |
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Mama says "it's the only way she'll ever know" |
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So come early sunday mornin she's gonna say goodbye |
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Drive past the water tower eighty miles an hour over county lines |
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Red bull and a blue camaro blacktop to golden sand |
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What lies ahead down that road ain't no doubt it's a big ole world |
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But you're never gonna know til you, fly girl |
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Cornfields, dairy farms |
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Home sweet home ain't goin nowhere |
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She's gotta find out if there's life out there |
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Brother says good luck |
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Grandma says "i sure am gonna miss you hon".but |
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So come early sunday mornin she's gonna say goodbye |
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Drive past the water tower eighty miles an hour over county lines |
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Red bull and a blue camaro blacktop to golden sand |
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What lies ahead down that road ain't no doubt it's a big ole world |
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But you could stay on the ground or, fly girl |
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She knows things might not go her way |
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But she will not take the coulda shoulda wouldas to the grave |
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Come early sunday mornin she's gonna say goodbye |
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Drive past the water tower eighty miles an hour over county lines |
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Red bull and a blue camaro blacktop to golden sand |
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What lies ahead down that road ain't no doubt it's a big ole world |
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But you're never gonna know til you, fly girl |
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Ain't no doubt it's a big ole world |
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You could stay on the ground or, fly girl |
