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There's a place where I come from
A little out of view
There's a Sunday matinee
On Virginia Avenue
Mrs. Williams and Mrs. Bean
Talking in their front yard
Will that father-son auto shop
Ever get that car to start
Down the street you hear those dogs
Barking at the backfiring trucks
Nobody ever says a thing
Just wait for them to give up
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Preston Sell won't leave me alone
He wants to take the bikes into town
Gets quiet when he hears me say
Hey, we better turn around
See that house just across the way
It's for rent again
It's been pa**ed from the poor white trash
Down to the Mexicans
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Summertime, it came and went
Down at the old folks' home
Where saying goodbye gets you a cry
Then you leave them all alone
My mama still talks too much
And my daddy's a youngest son
He was never quite satisfied
She was born to run
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There's a Sunday matinee
On Virginia Avenue