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It was me and Smitty in some beat up jeans
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We were crazy-ass kids like no one'd ever seen
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Riding rusted-out bikes to the Stop-n-Go
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For a can of snuff and some dirty magazines
We grew up fast in a one light town
Where it seems like the world was just a few miles round
We were buying beer at 17
On four bald tires and a fake ID
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And I said Hey there brother do you know how the story goes
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How'd we get so far so fast man it seems like no one knows
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Hey there brother heaven knows how long it's been
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Still nothin's changed 'round this old town You were always my best friend
Well I remember one night they threw Smitty in jail
Used my dad's credit card to pay his bail
Yea, Dad was cool and never said a thing
Smitty gave him 60 bucks and a pint of Jim Beam
Well, the very next night we were ridin' round
Drivin' like hell through that one light town
Yeah, that Jim Beam sure didn't last us long
But with these things the way they were we couldn't go wrong
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