Wildwood

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Wildwood

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[Verse 1] It's a turnaround town with sidewalk streets And the four way stops we used to run It's a red minivan making out in the back Always falling in and outta love It's the empty creeks where we used to drink It's a different look but the same me It's the parking lots with the gravel rocks Where we'd dream we'd try to leave [Chorus] Yeah it's something next to nothing It's on and under my skin It's the inside of the outskirts It's the Friday night lights, it's my every first Yeah it's a part of me that can't be shook It's the dirt my roots are in for good Wildwood [Verse 2] Yeah it's changed and years went by I moved away but didn't move on 'Cause it's mom and dad, that cul de sac And those goodbyes that take too long It's seeing friends that you never see It's the flashbacks being sixteen It's the winding streets in memory Singing, I miss Mayberry [Chorus] It's something next to nothing It's on and under my skin It's the inside of the outskirts It's the Friday night lights, it's my every first Yeah it's a part of me that can't be shook It's the dirt my roots are in for good Wildwood Wildwood [Chorus] Yeah it's something next to nothing It's on and under my skin It's the inside of the outskirts It's the Friday night lights, it's my every first Yeah it's something next to nothing It's on and under my skin It's the inside of the outskirts It's the Friday night lights, it's my every first Yeah it's a part of me that can't be shook It's the dirt my roots are in for good Wildwood Wildwood

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