| Some folks have the same song and dance
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| Downtown bars and cheap romance
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| Getting off not getting far alone
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| I watch this freeway turn to dust
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| I flick you off the upper crust
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| Shouting down how you can bring it back to how it was
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| I act out and you act tough
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| When you save face I call your bluff
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| If you don’t wanna give me some
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| I’ll find someone who does
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| Sweat your summers hot and sweet
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| I run your streets with my bare feet
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| But you still got the coldest cold I know
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| Ohio
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| Holy roller
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| Make some sound
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| Before your time
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| Goes underground
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| You built the stage
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| I throw it down
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| Ohio
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| Never left till my daddy died
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| I got swept up in family pride
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| The truth is that the truth came in
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| And hung me out to dry
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| I crushed my face deep in the dirt
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| I’ll dig the ground and sow the hurt
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| Lungs filled up to shout the worst
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| And live inside
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| Ohio
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| Holy roller
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| Make some sound
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| Before your time
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| Goes underground
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| You built the stage
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| I throw it down
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| Ohio
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| You’re a glass window display
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| Of preaching man you praise to pray
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| A hand me down thrift store trade
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| That never got you paid
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| I tap my foot and slap my knee
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| Play all night long to beg you please
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| You’re still my favorite song to sing along to
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| Ohio
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| Holy roller
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| Make some sound
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| Before your time
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| Goes underground
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| You built the stage
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| I throw it down
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| Ohio |