Georgia

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Nothing makes me feel at home
Like a dirty room and a pile of clothes
That liter the corners of my deepest thoughts
I should do my laundry
But i'm just a b-m
My parents say i'm a good for nothing stoner
It's been two years since i smoked marihuana
Do you wanna?
I'll drive
Until my gas light come on then
I'll drive
A little while longer
I'll drive
These eight hundred something miles
Just to get to you
Woo!
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Nothing makes me feel at home
Like a long late night
Spent out on the road
Going city to city to city to state
Don't know where i'm going just need an escape.
You're parents say i'm a good for nothing loser
And as true as that might be
I'm gonna do all that i can
To make sure you stay in love with me
I'll drive until my gas light come on then
I'll drive a little while longer
I'll drive
These eight hundred something miles
Just to get to you
Hey look i'm just calling to tell you that i miss you and i love you
and i absolutely can not wait for
you to get here alright see you soon



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Bean
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