Does it ever get lonely, did you make new friends, do the girls out there really wear the hair
in a bun on the back of their head, do you miss the kind of love we made, back of the
truck in the woods all around this place, I still got that four wheel drive, we can
take it four out, if you ever get tired of the big city lights, the big city lights,
cause you're a long way from the welcome sign, in the little white church as you grew up
I bet you that you knew we're sitting here looking at the stars on a summer night, cause
one day you're gonna find it.
I'm a city boy, don't know how to treat you right, I'll be waiting on the front porch
in the middle of the night, if it ever gets too bright, under the big city lights.
Heard a guy, she's a fancy car, she's got a built in TV screen, does he have a hard
time getting into that thing in them skin tight skinny jeans.
I wonder how he'd hold up on county road five, bet he wouldn't even make it to the
power lines, to that spot that we used to go, never told a soul, if you know, you know.
You're a long way from the welcome sign, in the little white church as you grew up, I
bet you that you knew we're sitting here looking at the stars on a summer night, cause one
day you're gonna find it.
I'm a city boy, don't know how to treat you right.
I'll be waiting on the front porch in the middle of the night, if it ever gets too
bright, under the big city lights.
I'm a city boy, don't know how to treat you right, I'll be waiting on the front porch
in the middle of the night, I'll be waiting on the front porch in the middle of the night,
Oh, if it ever gets too bright
If it ever gets too bright
Oh, no, the bricks ain't alive
The bricks ain't alive
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