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I backed my Chevrolet out the driveway straight to the station |
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Filled it up with gas, grabbed a bag of ice, a Mountain Dew and a Slim Jim |
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Oh, and a couple of ice cold beers too |
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And I swung a little gravel rock, burnin' out that parking lot |
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Found a long dirt road and the perfect river spot |
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And broke out them beach chains |
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And we sat down right there and I pulled out my guitar |
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Started strumming on it |
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I wrote a song 'bout absolutely nothing |
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With my toes tapping in the sand |
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She sang along, just me and my baby humming |
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Nothing, nothing like just doing |
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Absolutely nothing (woo-hoo-hoo) |
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Absolutely nothing (woo-hoo-hoo) |
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While she was skippin' rocks, grabbed my seat |
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And I was poppin' tops and I popped a string |
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Yeah man that sun must've been a hundred degrees |
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Oh but we had a cold river at our feet, I'm in a cool cool breeze |
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We were without our eyes closed, |
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Neither one of us was sayin' a word |
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Nah, we weren't sayin' a word, we were just a-touchin' toes |
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Every now and then, she gave me a smile |
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It was beer thirty all day long, all day long |
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I wrote a song 'bout absolutely nothing |
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With my toes tapping in the sand |
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She sang along, just me and my baby humming |
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Nothing, nothing like just doing |
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Absolutely nothing (woo-hoo-hoo) |
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Absolutely nothing (woo-hoo-hoo) |
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I wrote a song 'bout absolutely nothing |
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Singin' nah nah nah nah nah nah nah |
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She sang along, just me and my baby humming |
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Nothing, nothing like just doing |
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Absolutely nothing (woo-hoo-hoo) |
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Absolutely nothing (woo-hoo-hoo) |
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Absolutely nothing (woo-hoo-hoo) |
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Absolutely (woo-hoo-hoo) nothing |
