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Three sweatshirts in my back seat
It's three o'clock I've yet to eat
Just me and my dad's six string
I'm Joni Mitchell on repeat
I'm Texas plates in Tennessee
No one said it would be easy
It's what you do when you're nineteen

There's gonna be a bunch of boys in dirty bars
I'm gonna do a million miles in broke down cars
In a city full of small town big time stars
Oh, I'm gonna chase this thing 'till it falls apart

Might see how quick a heart can break
Might see how much mine can take
Might have to leave for leavings sake
Cause what if love gets in the way
It keeps getting in the way

There's gonna be a bunch of boys in dirty bars
I'm gonna do a million miles in broke down cars
In a city full of small town big time stars
Oh, I'm gonna chase this thing 'till it falls apart, yeah

There's gonna be a bunch of boys in dirty bars
I'm gonna do a million miles in broke down cars
In a city full of small town big time stars
Oh, I'm gonna chase this thing 'till it falls apart
Yeah I'm gonna chase this thing 'till it falls apart

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