Grandma take me home Mom and dad went to a show They dropped me off at Grandpa Joe's I kicked and screamed, said please don't go Had to eat my dinner there Mashed potatos and stuff like that I couldn't chew my meat too good She said, well, don't you

Tomorrow she'll be rollin' down I-10 Baton Rouge, LSU Eighteen years in her rear-view He's got a Friday paycheck lined up, down the block At daddy's shop It ain't much, but it's a job They've been dreadin' this moment all summer long The night before

Why we need to be like them Kids will have fun and offend They don't want to and don't fit in So give me one good reason Mom and dad they quite don't understand it All the kids they laugh as if they planned it Why do girls wanna pierce their nose? And

I'm here alone inside of this broken home Hey mom, hey dad When did this end? Where did you lose your happiness? Who's right, who's wrong Who really cares? The fault, the blame, the pain's still there Holding on to a dream While she watches these walls

My girlfriend's got a girlfriend now. Hey mom and dad, I don't know where to start. I hate to break the news, but I got a broken heart. That sweet southern belle, that I met in Tennessee Got a hickey on her neck and it ain't from me. Seems there's

I can see the flames and my life Flashing right before my eyes. I hope they get to me in time. I'm eight years old Daddy's cuttin' my hair Aqua Velva on his hands. Momma's in the kitchen Got fried green tomatoes

She knows her roots and works hard for her money Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred Now she loves her mom and daddy and the Lord to death Just actin' and sittin' playin' hard to get With the girls tonight man they're out on the town Grits

Ooh, ooh, ooh Yeah (Secure enemy!) Yeah, look (If they do not surrender, shoot 'em on sight) Talking to my momma half the time (Shoot on sight) Talking to my daddy half the time Streets crazy, they don't salvage time (this is execution time) Look at the

I look around and I see nothing in my neighborhood Not satisfied don't think I'll ever wanna stay for good Packed up my bags, told mom and dad I've gotta go, go And once I do they'll finally see the inner me Walking on the pavement I chip my pride and my