| Where I grew up it was tough hard workin town
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| Dig in the dirt kind of work 'til the sun went down
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| Then we go drink a beer at the bar
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| Maybe go and take a ride around the farm
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| Laid back like a Cadillac Sunday drive
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| Laid back like a sun in the Georgia sky
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| Laid back like an ol' plow boy gettin' high after breakin his back all day
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| Laid back
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| Where I grew up it was parking lot Friday nights
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| We let the boys steal a kiss once in a while
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| Yea we’d stop by the five and dime
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| Pick up a pack of smokes and some strawberry wine
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| Laid back like a Cadillac Sunday drive
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| Laid back like a sun in the Georgia sky
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| Laid back like an ol' plow boy gettin' high after breakin his back all day
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| Laid back
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| Laid back I keep it easy like a Sunday morning
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| Hop in the Cadillac the paint look like it glowin'
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| Oh and I lean front seat touch the back seat
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| Seat belts on so the police won’t harass me
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| No brutality no blue lights flashing
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| And my gun on the passenger side
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| She classy but nasty
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| So when I’m asking to pass me that dang thing
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| She gon' do that and hold a sack
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| Ain’t no chain game
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| Laid back like a Cadillac Sunday drive
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| Laid back like a sun in the Georgia sky
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| Laid back like an ol' plow boy gettin' high after breakin his back all day
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| Laid back
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| Laid back
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| Think I’m gonna twist a top off a longneck
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| Then I’m gonna twist one up on the back deck
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| Slip off into no worry land
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| No I ain’t worried about no worries man
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| Laid back like a Cadillac Sunday drive
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| Laid back like a sun in the Georgia sky
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| Laid back like an ol' plow boy gettin' high after breakin his back all day
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| Laid back
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| Laid back
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| Laid back |