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Hometown girl, Home on a weekend I'm at home, alone and drinkin she's comin' over soon I'd rather watch the game third quarter play and the Lions are winnin', once again Chorus: She told me to kiss her where she stinks so I drove her to Squamish (repeat) She stumbles through the door wearin', Ruby red lipstick Smellin' of cheap perfume, whiskey, beer and cigarettes She wants to make love to me but it's under duress. Because I've seen what's under that little pink dress Chorus I needed to get some air and I told her so Off to the Mr. G, Come on...LETS GO Jumped into my duct-taped bondoed Honda Civic Hit the gas and headed out beyond the city limits Bridge: Drivin' Along the Sea to Sky...
Highway She wonders where we're goin' for beer.... 7 HOURS FROM HERE
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