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I caught the bus out of New Orleans
Tipped my hat to the land of dreams
Looked out the window to try to forget
Where I was goin' ain't figured out yet
Southern Summer's got me soaked in sweat
I feel the cool green lawns of Connecticut
Miles apart, but it's all the same road
Holdin' barbed wire, had to let her go
Side-slippin' blind-sided zydeco feet
Hi-steppin' jumpin' don'thca feel the beat
A wash of noise comin' down the street
I singed before I felt her heat
She was a perfect girl
Livin' in a perfect world
A tightly packed package
From her head to her shoes
So stylishly ripped in her blue jean blues
The wills and won'ts of the social fete
Dos and don'ts of cultural etiquette
The riddles of the politically correct
These are all things I don't seem to get
I'se all adrift in her garden set
I felt like God's own patriot
Miles apart but it's all the same road
I kissed her hand and said I got to go
I caught the bus out of New Orleans
Tipped my hat to the land of dreams
Looked out the window to try to forget
Where I was goin' ain't figured out yet
Southern Summer's got me soaked in sweat
I feel the cool green lawns of Connecticut
Miles apart, but it's all the same road
Holdin' barbed wire, had to let her go
Side-slippin' blind-sided zydeco feet
Hi-steppin' jumpin' don'thca feel the beat
A wash of noise comin' down the street
I singed before I felt her heat
She was a perfect girl
Livin' in a perfect world
A tightly packed package
From her head to her shoes
So stylishly ripped in her blue jean blues
The wills and won'ts of the social fete
Dos and don'ts of cultural etiquette
The riddles of the politically correct
These are all things I don't seem to get
I'se all adrift in her garden set
I felt like God's own patriot
Miles apart but it's all the same road
I kissed her hand and said I got to go
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