by B.R. Hornsby)



I've been riding around with the top down

Like I always do

My love at my side, but only this time

My friends say something's changed you

They said you're running with the wrong set

The girl is someone you should never have met

Let her go on her own, son

Everyone else has just come undone



The old town fathers are up in arms

The city council is very alarmed

Cousins and uncles are having fits

Predictors of doom think this is it

Everybody else is just hanging around

And me and me baby we're the talk of the town



The statue there in the town square

Seems to stare at me

Walking around with my head down

They say can't we make you see

Said, son, you know w're really color blind

But everybody else seems to really mind

Lose her now, I think you'll find

Everything else will just fall in line



The Chamber of Commerce is up in arms

The city council is very alarmed

Cousins and uncles are having fits

Predictors of doom think this is it

Everyone else is just thinking out loud

And me and my baby are the talk of the town



We're probably not the first

Surely not the last

Shouldn't throw stones out from your house of glass

Round here lots of crackers and cheese

Stay away from theose my daddy said to me

You'll get in trouble if you mess with these



The old town fathers are up in arms

The city council is very alarmed

Cousins and uncles are having fits

Predictors of doom think this is it

Everybody else is just hanging around

And me and me baby we're the talk of the town