| Man you ever just wanna,
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| go riding around,
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| No worries,
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| well that’s this kind of song.
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| Yea alright.
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| This is for everybody out there,
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| circling the town square,
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| Proud to be stuck out in the middle of nowhere
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| USA, Chevrolet, Dodge and Ford,
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| raising a little hell and praising the Lord
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| Just simple truth speaking,
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| working for the weekend
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| Every time it hits the fan you just keep on keeping
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| You tried and true,
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| red white and blue
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| Turn it up, turn it up, man, this one’s for you
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| Hey, this is for the driving around,
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| Jack and Diane town,
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| anywhere Saturday night
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| Yeah, yeah, this is for the back road,
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| turning up the radio, heading right
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| Where the two lane turns into main street,
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| cruising the same streets,
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| Over in the passenger seat
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| Baby ain’t never looked better just singing along,
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| To this driving around song
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| Yeah, I know what I’m talking about,
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| I grew up in them rural routes
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| Counting down them days til I got brave enough to bust out
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| City lights in my sights,
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| I’m gonna do it up right,
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| I’m sitting here with this guitar tonight
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| Kicking it in the big town,
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| wishing I’d a slowed it down
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| And I give anything if I was driving around
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| with the big dreams in my pocket
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| Yeah, this is for the ones
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| who don’t know how do they got it Hey, this is for the driving around,
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| Jack and Diane town,
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| anywhere Saturday night
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| Yeah, yeah, this is for the back road,
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| turning up the radio, heading right
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| Where the two lane turns into main street,
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| cruising the same streets,
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| Over in the passenger seat
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| Baby ain’t never looked better just singing along
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| To this driving around song
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| Alright, everybody,
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| Get in your truck,
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| get in your car,
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| whatever it is Small town America, baby,
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| We’re going drive it around
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| Hey, this is for the driving around,
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| Jack and Diane town,
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| anywhere Saturday night
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| Yeah, yeah, this is for the back road,
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| turning up the radio, heading right
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| Where the two lane turns into main street,
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| cruising the same streets,
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| Over in the passenger seat
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| Baby, ain’t never looked better just singing along,
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| To this driving around song |