| Three million megahertz, super-duper processors
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| Gotta two hundred gig harddrive
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| Thirty-two inch screen and a scanner machine
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| Boy you wasting too much time
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| I say get out of that house
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| Pull away from that mouse
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| There’s a mountain stream calling your name
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| Son you been missing
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| Some mighty good fishing
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| And a whole lot of better things
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| I’m an American offline
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| I’m into having a good time
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| It does you good to get some sunshine
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| Every once in a while
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| Get out and drive your '69
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| And sip some honky tonk wine
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| Hot women in the nighttime
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| I’m an American offline
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| I got a cabin in the country where I go sometimes
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| To clear my head and get away
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| Got my channel on tv, no laptop for me
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| Cold beer, smile on my face
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| Now take my advice
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| You better think twice
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| Before you turn that damn computer up
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| There’s so much more to see than that old office routine
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| So forget all that logon stuff
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| Be an American offline
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| Go out and have yourself a good time
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| Now don’t you think you need some sunshine
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| On that lily white business suit skin
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| Why don’t you go and get a beach front room
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| Make some noise and wear your hat in the pool
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| Make some love in the day time
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| Be an American offline
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| Randall
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| Go and play that slide guitar
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| Check out those hot Atlanta bars
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| Meet some friends and make some homemade wine, til the sunshines
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| I’m an American offline
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| Process me baby
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| I’m an American offline |