| There’s a red dot between county lines
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| Past the 805 population sign
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| Blink you miss it
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| Here we call it home
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| It’s got one stoplight and one church
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| And a whole lotta people living down to earth
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| Any barstool you pick
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| You won’t be drinking alone
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| You can’t breakup, makeup, or make out
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| Without everyone and their momma finding out
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| Growing up that sure got old
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| But now I just wanna go
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| Where everybody knows on a Friday
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| We meet up 9:00 to 1:00 at the same place
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| We sing throwbacks on the jukebox
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| Whole bar buzzing with small town talk
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| Everybody knows what your drink is
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| People walk in like they’re famous
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| And we all know we ain’t nobody
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| But we all feel like somebody
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| Where everybody knows, everybody knows everybody
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| Everybody knows everybody
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| Everybody knows, everybody knows everybody
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| Everybody knows everybody
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| You can’t text an ex or have a wild night
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| Without ending up a local headline
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| Monday morning, you’re gonna get some calls
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| Cause round here, those rumors fly
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| People kiss and tell, but it’s all alright
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| Cause by the weekend, we won’t care at all
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| We’re gonna be
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| Where everybody knows on a Friday
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| We meet up 9:00 to 1:00 at the same place
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| We sing throwbacks on the jukebox
|
| Whole bar buzzing with small town talk
|
| Everybody knows what your drink is
|
| People walk in like they’re famous
|
| And we all know we ain’t nobody
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| But we all feel like somebody
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| Where everybody knows, everybody knows everybody
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| Everybody knows everybody
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| Everybody knows, everybody knows everybody
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| Everybody knows everybody
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| So if you wanna keep a little mystery
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| Shades on, hat down, lowkey
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| And coast right under that radar
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| You should roll right past this bar
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| Where everybody knows on a Friday
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| We meet up 9:00 to 1:00 at the same place
|
| We sing throwbacks on the jukebox
|
| Whole bar buzzing with small town talk
|
| Everybody knows what your drink is
|
| People walk in like they’re famous
|
| And we all know we ain’t nobody
|
| But we all feel like somebody
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| Where everybody knows, everybody knows everybody
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| Everybody knows everybody
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| Everybody knows, everybody knows everybody
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| Everybody knows everybody |