Me and Kayla Baker are sitting on the porch
We don't say anything, just sit there and smoke
And I had a dime for every part I detested
I'd be the richest drink of water in the Midwest
And I would fly my ass back home
To Franklin and Chicago
And you would never see my face again
I hate this town and I hate your friends
Me and Kayla Baker we don't think about the future
We don't think about the past unless we're staring at pictures
And god gave me the right to waste my life singing these songs
And I'll exercise that right until my last breath is gone
And I would fly my ass back home
To Franklin and Chicago
And you would never see my face again
I hate this town and I hate your friends
Time just drags by
I'm barely alive
When I arrive
We'll be drinking tonight
When I fly my ass back home
To Franklin and Chicago
And you would never see my face again
I hate this town and I hate your friends
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