Daddy threw a hammer, Mama taught her to drink
Shes a first-generation homecoming queen
Got a mailbox letter, gonna make em all proud
Shes the first one to make it to a college town college town
Boyfriend throws a ball, hes got a hell of an arm
Hell be a first-string freshman, fresh off the farm
They already named their babies, got a ring picked out
As if they stand a chance against college town
She knows that all goin in, not a thing comin out
Shes got the world in her hands for years to find out
How to dress up and mess up and wake up drunk on a couch
Shell get a heartbreak degree when love lets her down
They dont teach you in school what you learn in a college town
Shell come home for Christmas and cut off her hair
Got a whole new opinion, her parents dont share
Theyll put her in a place, theyll put her feet on the ground
Shes on the first two-lane back to that college town
She knows that all goin in, not a thing comin out
Shes got the world in her hands for years to find out
How to dress up and mess up and wake up drunk on a couch
And shell change her major, shes a poli-sci now
They dont teach you in school what you learn in a college town
Theres some new inhibitions and finding your voice, yeah
Shes makin real big decisions, makin out with the boys
Shes makin all kinds of noise
She knows that all goin in, not a thing comin out
Shes got the world in her hands for years to find out
How to dress up and mess up and wake up drunk on a couch
Shell get a real crash-course in what real lifes about
They dont teach you in school what you learn in a college town
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