survive Just play guitar, don't look them in the eye They're all here to see you tonight Such expectations impress the writers All boy band, all boy
We Dirty South Rydas but we not D-S-R Or In Atlanta, we flippin thru College Park and Decatur At 112 on a Sunday night, vallet parkin the gator On 24'
me When I was a little boy you were the only one I wanted to be To be like pa duke and ma duke How much I love the both of you I know all the strain
