Can’t Get Rid Of It

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Nashville Pussy - Pop

Can’t Get Rid Of It

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I was born in a trailer park Poor Creek, Kentucky And here's what happened to me When I was a kid, like everybody else Didn't get in too much trouble staying to myself Found some old records on a case of beer It's like the whole world just whispered in my ear We go, come on, come on, come on Well, come one, come on, come on In a small town you quickly get your fill It's school, work, or church I never could sit still But you ignore every word they said I'd rather listen to the rhythm in my head It goes! I can't get rid of it! Well alright! My solo! It goes! I can't get rid of it! Well alright! If you see me coming, probably pass you by If you listen to me, baby, you'd know why Nothing has changed since I was a kid You wanna know about me? Baby, listen to this! I can't get rid of it! I can't get rid of it!

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