| you lived two blocks down and i never even knew it
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| my daddy overhauled your old man’s buick
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| you sang in the, i slept in the back pew… every sunday
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| when skynard came to town we were both in the crowd
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| singing give me three steps, give me three steps mister…
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| all that time i don’t know how i missed ya
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| i wish i met you sooner we’d be further along
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| more miles behind us on this road were on
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| i’d turn back the hands of time but i don’t know how
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| i wish… i met you sooner i’d be rid of you by now
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| you’re so damn good at whinin' you could serve it with cheese
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| and i’m over your obsession with daytime tv
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| when you say you’re almost ready i know i got two good hours… to kill
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| you got too many rules and you like to recite 'em
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| you can take 'em all and stick 'em where the sun ain’t shining
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| and by the way the oven ain’t no decorative item
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| i wish i met you sooner we’d be further along
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| more miles behind us on this road were on
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| i’d turn back the hands of time but i don’t know how
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| i wish… i met you sooner i’d be rid of you by now
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| i hate your cat … can’t stand your brother
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| if it ain’t one thing… it’s your mother
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| i wish i met you sooner we’d be further along
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| more miles behind us on this road were on
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| i’d turn back the hands of time but i don’t know how
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| i wish… i met you sooner i’d be rid of you by now |