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Got a call from my friend
She saw my picture
Again In a magazine
We laughed out loud
Cuz she sad remember
When
this was all
A silly dream
Now a wake up every day
In a different city a small
On my face some body
Pinch me she said
All the worlds a stage
But girl you know those
Cameras and lights
Wont ever change me
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I dont dink champagne
When Im back home with my fiends
We sip tea on the porch cuz Im still
The girl next door
No fancy things when I
Come off tour I slip back
Into my jeans cuz Im still
The girl next door
Its amazing to hear people
Singing along hear a radio
Playing my song I still get
Butterflies still get nervous
Inside in the spotlight
Now every now n then
On a Friday night cruising
Down to the dive bar
We waste the night away
Spend Saturday sleeping in
Late those were the good
Days
(Chorus)
I dont dink champagne
When Im back home with my fiends
We sip tea on the porch cuz Im still
The girl next door
No fancy things when I
Come off tour I slip back
Into my jeans cuz Im still
The girl next door
And even when Im mile away
Ill always have the roots from
Where I came cuz when it
All fades away my home
Will still be the same?
I dont dink champagne
When Im back home with my fiends
We sip tea on the porch cuz Im still
The girl next door
No fancy things when I
Come off tour I slip back
Into my jeans cuz Im still
The girl next door
I dont dink champagne
When Im back home with my fiends
We sip tea on the porch cuz Im still
The girl next door
No fancy things when I
Come off tour I slip back
Into my jeans cuz Im still
The girl next door
Yeah eh yeah
(Chorus) x2