Daddy threw a hammer, mama taught her to dream
She's a first generation, homecoming queen
Got a mailbox letter, gonna make them all proud
She's the first one to make it to a college town
Boyfriend throws a ball, he's got a hell of an arm
He'll be a first string freshman, fresh off the farm
They already named their babies, got a ring picked out
As if they stand a chance against a college town
She knows they're all going in, nothing coming out
She's got the world in her hands, four years to find out
How to dress up and mess up and wake up
Drunk on a couch, she'll get a heart rate degree
When love lets her down
They don't teach you in school what you learn in a college town
She'll come home for Christmas and cut off her hair
Got a whole new opinion her parents don't share
They'll put her in a place, they'll put her feet on the ground
She's on the first to lean back to that college town
She knows they're all going in, nothing coming out
She's got the world in her hands, four years to find out
How to dress up and mess up and wake up
Drunk on a couch, she'll change her major
She's a poli-sign out
They don't teach you in school what you learn in a college town
She knows they're all going in, nothing coming out
She's got the world in her hands, four years to find out
How to dress up and mess up and wake up
Drunk on a couch, she'll get a real crash course
Know what real life's about
They don't teach you in school what you learn in a college town
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