Fat Kid (feat. Lori McKenna)

Was it Tuesday night spaghetti dinners?

Mama said grace,  daddy did a whiskey shot

Up in your room learning Skynyrd

And Hendrix on a cheap guitar

Windows open, smoking pot

Tomorrow you've got a chemistry test

And you ain't gonna pass

A whole lot's changed but really nothing changed

Looking back

Ain't life just like high school sometimes?

Probably sitting in the back of the cafeteria by yourself

Feeling like the fast girl

The math nerd, the fat kid

If you grew up in a small town

In a big world like I did

If you grew up like I did

Was it dirt roads that you lived for on Friday night?

A Texaco rose walking up to her front door

Was it parking lots and freedom and Busch Light

Knowing that the way you felt

Was a way you never felt before

That summer before your senior year

You lost a damn good friend

And finally on a Sunday morning

You learned how to say amen

Ain't life just like high school sometimes?

Probably sitting in the back of the cafeteria by yourself

Feeling like the fast girl

The math nerd, the fat kid

If you grew up in a small town

In a big world like I did

If you grew up like I did

Yeah, if you grew up like I did

Ain't life just like high school sometimes?

Probably sitting in the back of the cafeteria by yourself

Ain't we all the QB

The prom queen rooting for the home team

Feeling like the fast girl

The math nerd, the fat kid

If you grew up in a nowhere town

In an anywhere world like I did

If you grew up like I did

If you grew up like I did

Ooh, yeah

If you grew up

If you grew up like I did