[Verse 1]
Way back in the good old days
Things weren't really all that good
We grew up with the TV on
We learned how from Hollywood
We learned how from Hollywood
[Verse 2]
Riding with my headphones on
In the back of my mama's car
Winding down that dirty road
Town was close, but it felt far
Town was close, but it felt far
[Verse 3]
Drive-in movies, Coca-Cola
Sweet sixteen, that kiss of death
Don't you cry when you should laugh, babe
I smell liquor on your breath
I smell liquor on your breath
[Chorus]
If it don't break you
It might just make you rich
You might not get there
And on the way, it's a bitch
Way back in the good old days
Things weren't really all that good
We grew up with the TV on
We learned how from Hollywood
We learned how from Hollywood
[Verse 2]
Riding with my headphones on
In the back of my mama's car
Winding down that dirty road
Town was close, but it felt far
Town was close, but it felt far
[Verse 3]
Drive-in movies, Coca-Cola
Sweet sixteen, that kiss of death
Don't you cry when you should laugh, babe
I smell liquor on your breath
I smell liquor on your breath
[Chorus]
If it don't break you
It might just make you rich
You might not get there
And on the way, it's a bitch
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