| Girl, our mamas are best friends and so are we
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| The whole town’s rooting for us like the home team
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| Most likely to settle down
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| Plant a few roots real deep and let 'em grow
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| But we can’t stop this real world from spinnin' us
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| Your bright lights called, I don’t blame you for pickin' up
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| Your big dream bags are all packed up and ready to go
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| But I just need you to know
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| That I love you more than a California sunset
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| More than a beer when you ain’t twenty-one yet
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| More than a Sunday morning Lord
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| Turnin' some poor lost souls 'round, and Hallelujah bound
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| Yeah, I love you more than the feeling when the bass hits the hook
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| When the guy gets the girl at the end of the book
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| But, baby, this might be the last time I get to lay you down
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| 'Cause I can’t love you more than my hometown
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| I ain’t the runaway kind, I can’t change that
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| My heart’s stuck in these streets like the train tracks
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| City sky ain’t the same black
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| Ain’t that a map dot shame, man, to think that
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| I love you more than a California sunset
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| More than a beer when you ain’t twenty-one yet
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| More than a Sunday morning Lord
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| Turnin' some poor lost souls around, and Hallelujah bound
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| Yeah, I love you more than the feeling when the bass hits the hook
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| When the guy gets the girl at the end of the book
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| But, baby, this might be the last time I get to lay you down
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| 'Cause I can’t love you more than my hometown
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| Yeah, you got a wild in your eyes that I just wasn’t born with
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| I’m a same gas station cup of coffee in the mornin'
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| I need a house on the hill, girl, not in 'em
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| So hang onto these words 'til them avenues help you forget 'em
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| 'Cause I love you more than a California sunset
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| I love you more in a twenty-dollar sundress
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| Hate that loaded down car you got your keys in
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| Girl, but I hate even more that you’re leavin'
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| 'Cause I love you more than the feeling when the bass hits the hook
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| When the guy gets the girl at the end of the book
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| But that ain’t you and me so I guess I’ll see you around
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| 'Cause I can’t love you more than my hometown
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| Love you more than my hometown
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| Love you more than my hometown
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| Love you more, baby, love you more |