Tallahassee

Suburban scene, my nose is clean
Mowed my lawn, minivan was so unflashy
Oh yes it was unflashy

Lost my job, sudden slob
Felt so different, like a slow motion crashin'
Like a slow motion crashin'

Don't you know I've got it made
Got it made

A former friend, had made amends
He found out, that I was on the pavement
That I was on the pavement

Was unaware that he was there
He fixed me with a stare that made me cave in
A stare that made me cave in

Don't you know he's got it made
Got it made

Must be time, the wife says fine
She closes her eyes, make sure the latch is fastened
Make sure the latch is fastened

Still afraid of hurricanes, going to buy me some high ground
Going to move to Tallahassee
Going to move to Tallahassee

Don't you know we've got it made
Got it made

Don't you know we've got it made
Got it made
Got it made
Got it made
Got it made

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Lyrics by Joel Lindsay, Copyright 2007. All rights reserved.

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