| I backed my Chevrolet out the driveway straight to the station
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| Filled it up with gas, grabbed a bag of ice, a Mountain Dew and a Slim Jim
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| Oh, and a couple of ice cold beers too
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| And I swung a little gravel rock, burnin' out that parking lot
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| Found a long dirt road and the perfect river spot
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| And broke out them beach chains
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| And we sat down right there and I pulled out my guitar
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| Started strumming on it
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| I wrote a song 'bout absolutely nothing
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| With my toes tapping in the sand
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| She sang along, just me and my baby humming
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| Nothing, nothing like just doing
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| Absolutely nothing (woo-hoo-hoo)
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| Absolutely nothing (woo-hoo-hoo)
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| While she was skippin' rocks, grabbed my seat
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| And I was poppin' tops and I popped a string
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| Yeah man that sun must’ve been a hundred degrees
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| Oh but we had a cold river at our feet, (?) I’m in a cool cool breeze
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| We were (?) without our eyes closed,
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| Neither one of us was sayin' a word
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| Nah, we weren’t sayin' a word, we were just a-touchin' toes
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| Every now and then, she gave me a smile
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| It was beer thirty all day long, all day long
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| I wrote a song 'bout absolutely nothing
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| With my toes tapping in the sand
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| She sang along, just me and my baby humming
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| Nothing, nothing like just doing
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| Absolutely nothing (woo-hoo-hoo)
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| Absolutely nothing (woo-hoo-hoo)
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| I wrote a song 'bout absolutely nothing
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| Singin' nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
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| She sang along, just me and my baby humming
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| Nothing, nothing like just doing
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| Absolutely nothing (woo-hoo-hoo)
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| Absolutely nothing (woo-hoo-hoo)
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| Absolutely nothing (woo-hoo-hoo)
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| Absolutely (woo-hoo-hoo) nothing |