by B.R. Hornsby)
I've been riding around with the top down
Like I always do
My love at my side, but only this time
My friends say something's changed you
They said you're running with the wrong set
The girl is someone you should never have met
Let her go on her own, son
Everyone else has just come undone
The old town fathers are up in arms
The city council is very alarmed
Cousins and uncles are having fits
Predictors of doom think this is it
Everybody else is just hanging around
And me and me baby we're the talk of the town
The statue there in the town square
Seems to stare at me
Walking around with my head down
They say can't we make you see
Said, son, you know w're really color blind
But everybody else seems to really mind
Lose her now, I think you'll find
Everything else will just fall in line
The Chamber of Commerce is up in arms
The city council is very alarmed
Cousins and uncles are having fits
Predictors of doom think this is it
Everyone else is just thinking out loud
And me and my baby are the talk of the town
We're probably not the first
Surely not the last
Shouldn't throw stones out from your house of glass
Round here lots of crackers and cheese
Stay away from theose my daddy said to me
You'll get in trouble if you mess with these
The old town fathers are up in arms
The city council is very alarmed
Cousins and uncles are having fits
Predictors of doom think this is it
Everybody else is just hanging around
And me and me baby we're the talk of the town
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