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Edwin McCain - Popcorn Box lyrics
"There's a black girl singin' in the morning before church cause she wants things just right There's a white boy holdin' his head cause he stayed out too late last night At the same time Mamma's yellin' move your asses or I'll leave you behind The god lord don't wait for sinners all day especially sinners of your kind. CHORUS: The old days The old ways of the drive-in picture show. It's a fact, if it was opened baby, you and me, we'd surely go. The picture rolls by, soundtrack low, but we don't see a thing. Feel around in the middle of your popcorn box, at the bottom is a diamond ring. (yes) I love you, could you, hold me tight, like we're pretending it ain't about black or white. Sun burns hot early in the morning small town, best hush my mouth. We've all got closets that we live in. Down at Baker's house the right fun with the wrong one that's things we don't talk about. Hell always seems to rise to the surface on that you can count. CHORUS: The old days The old ways of the drive-in picture show It's a fact, if it was opened baby, you and me, we'd surely go the picture rolls by, soundtrack low, but we don't see a thing. Feel around in the middle of your popcorn box, at the bottom is a diamond ring. (yes) I love you, could you, hold me tight, like we're pretending it ain't about black or white. Young man makes a young man's stand, tries to stand up tall. Old man from the same clan bangs his head against the wall. Life's rough, it just get's tougher but that ain't no thing, it's always one thing or another, let me tell you brother.... Shut your mouth boy and sing. CHORUS: The old days The old ways of the drive-in picture show It's a fact, if it was opened baby, you and me, we'd surely go the picture rolls by, soundtrack low, but we don't see a thing. Feel around in the middle of your popcorn box, at the bottom is a diamond ring. (yes) I love you, could you, hold me tight, like we're pretending it ain't about black or white. I love you, could you, hold me tight, like we're pretending it ain't about black or white." |
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