Small town

Every last one, route 1, rural heart's got a story to tell
Every grandma, in-law, ex-girlfriend maybe knows it just a little too well
Whether you're late for church or you're stuck in jail, hey words gonna get around
Everybody dies famous in a small town
- Miranda Lambert

This song always makes me laugh because it's so true of growing up in a small town. I remember once I was walking down the main road with my little sister, I think a car had broken down or something. And I was just praying nobody I knew would drive by, but of course here came the twins and their parents. As they passed us I saw their identical little heads staring out the back window at us. Anyway, I did three again. The lake was crowded and a good time was being had by all.

Let's go on down to the qwik stop
You wear your yellow shades and I'll put on my tight jeans
And we'll just spend the weekend burnin rubber
And we'll let 'em point and stare in disbelief