Houston Belongs To Me

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Sunny Sweeney - Country

Houston Belongs To Me

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You left town, I hung around After all, this is where I'm from I like the Gulf breeze blowing And that mid-day August burning sun Now, I've never had the urge to leave It was all you could talk about But since you're leaving, it just makes sense For me to stay here in this house You can take that old iron bed we bought The Round Top antique show That stack of old Life magazines Handed down from old so-and-so Go on and pack up your old Rock and Roll records You can even take the shelf There's just one thing I'd like to keep You can takе everything elsе When we call it quits I hope on this we can agree That Houston, Houston belongs to me The water tower on Fillmore Street Is the first place I got high After the homecoming football game Way back in 1995 My grandma lives down on Sugar Creek I can drive there with my eyes closed And no, you can't see the stars out there But we've got the refinery's glow When we call it quits I hope on this we can agree That Houston, Houston belongs to me Ooh, Houston, Houston belongs to me

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