I got a friend in West Virginia He says I'm everything to him He says my words they sound like scripture, whoah
And not the napkin they're written in
He said wait, you'll be on your way He said wait, just another day You gotta write you that perfect song Sell your soul, cash your check and move on
Soon I made it down to Georgia Another bar, another night Simon said he knew John Mayer, whoah The stars were always in his eye
He said wait, you'll be on your way He said wait, just another day You gotta write you that perfect song Sell your soul, cash your check and move on
Across the country to Los Angeles Pretty people they stop and stare Said I'm a singer, yeah they know the type A dime a dozen everywhere
They said wait, you'll be on your way They said wait, just another day You gotta write you that perfect song Sell your soul, cash your check and move on
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