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A cruisin' down Main Street in an '87 ChevroletA rollin' down 174 tryin' to find some moreI wish I had a little money I'd spend it all on youI'd buy us a quarter bag and a 12-pack of brewAnd we'll get highAnd I drinkWell I'm tryin' not to thinkAnd I get stonedAnd I'm drunkWell I'm tryin' to change my luckJust gettin' byWell I'm a gettin' by, gettin' high yeahA walkin' down Brown's Mountain tryin' to find my way aroundI hope I don't get stopped by the cops in this here townWe head on to the south side in the cemetery trailsA worn out fishin' hole where I raised a lot of hellAnd I get highAnd I drinkWell I'm tryin' not to thinkAnd I get stonedAnd I'm drunkWell I'm tryin' to change my luckJust gettin' byLetras de cancionesWell I'm a gettin' by, gettin' high yeahThere's a girl that lives on my streetStrawberry blonde, she tastes so sweetI want to tell her all the words of my heartShe moved away, then she tore my world apartAnd I get highAnd I drinkWell I'm tryin' not to thinkAnd I get stonedAnd I'm drunkWell I'm tryin' to change my luckJust gettin' byWell I'm a gettin' by, gettin' high yeahFifteen minutes south of the Fort Worth city lightsWe watch football games here on Friday nightsI grew up slow and now I'm livin' so fastRunnin' out of liquor and this quarter bag won't last'Cause I get highAnd I drinkWell I'm tryin' not to thinkAnd I get stonedAnd I'm drunkWell I'm tryin' to change my luckJust gettin' byWell I'm a gettin' by, gettin' highWell I get highAnd I drinkWell I'm tryin' not to thinkAnd I get stonedAnd I'm drunkWell I'm tryin' to change my luckJust gettin' byWell I'm a gettin' by, gettin' high yeah From Letras Mania