Fat Kid
Was it Tuesday night spaghetti dinners?
Mama said grace, Daddy did a whiskey shot
Up in your room learning Skynyrd and Hendrix
On a cheap guitar, windows open, smoking pot
Tomorrow you've got a chemistry test and you ain't gonna pass
A whole lot's changed but really nothing's changed looking back
Ain't life like high school sometimes?
Probably sitting in the back of a cafeteria by yourself
Feeling like a fast girl, the math nerd, the fat kid
If you grew up in small town in a big world like i did
If you grew up like I did
Was it dirt roads that you lived for on a Friday night?
A Texaco rose walking up tp her front door?
Was it parking lots and freedom, and Busch Light?
Knowing that the way you felt was a way you never felt before?
That summer before your senior year you lost a damn good friend
Finally on a Sunday morning you learned how to say "Amen"
Ain't life like high school sometimes?
Probably sitting in the back of a cafeteria by yourself
Feeling like a fast girl, the math nerd, the fat kid
If you grew up in small town in a big world like i did
If you grew up like I did
If you grew up like i did
Ooo yeah
Ain't life just like high school sometimes?
Probably sitting in the back of a cafeteria by yourself
Well ain't we all the QB, the prom queen, rooting for the home team
Feeling like a fast girl, the math nerd, the fat kid
If you grew up in a nowhere town in an anywhere world like i did
If you grew up like i did
If you grew up like i did
Ooo yeah
If you grew up
If you grew up like i did
Mama said grace, Daddy did a whiskey shot
Up in your room learning Skynyrd and Hendrix
On a cheap guitar, windows open, smoking pot
Tomorrow you've got a chemistry test and you ain't gonna pass
A whole lot's changed but really nothing's changed looking back
Ain't life like high school sometimes?
Probably sitting in the back of a cafeteria by yourself
Feeling like a fast girl, the math nerd, the fat kid
If you grew up in small town in a big world like i did
If you grew up like I did
Was it dirt roads that you lived for on a Friday night?
A Texaco rose walking up tp her front door?
Was it parking lots and freedom, and Busch Light?
Knowing that the way you felt was a way you never felt before?
That summer before your senior year you lost a damn good friend
Finally on a Sunday morning you learned how to say "Amen"
Ain't life like high school sometimes?
Probably sitting in the back of a cafeteria by yourself
Feeling like a fast girl, the math nerd, the fat kid
If you grew up in small town in a big world like i did
If you grew up like I did
If you grew up like i did
Ooo yeah
Ain't life just like high school sometimes?
Probably sitting in the back of a cafeteria by yourself
Well ain't we all the QB, the prom queen, rooting for the home team
Feeling like a fast girl, the math nerd, the fat kid
If you grew up in a nowhere town in an anywhere world like i did
If you grew up like i did
If you grew up like i did
Ooo yeah
If you grew up
If you grew up like i did
Credits
Writer(s): Lori Mckenna, Andrew M. Dorff, Neil D. Mason
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