Small Town Celebrities - Cooper Alan, Colt Ford

Back in my hometown you were finally cool

When you snuck into an R-rated flick with booze

Project X and PineApple express

Gave us inspiration where to take the night next

When credits rolled we were halfway out

Of the parking lot to the

Twisting tops off, trying not to get caught

But if we did all the cute girls will talk about it

See, word got around about the hell we raised

Every night when the sun went down

We were in our prime

Running that town

It was glory days, it was Chevlorets

Every Friday night in Levis

Running like hell from blue lights

Spending cash, never looking back

Fake IDs, big city dreams

Small town celebrities

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See, back in my down, yeah back in my town

We had parties in the field when the sun went down

Wasn’t no Facebook, no Instagram

No backtalk to momma, it was strictly, «Yes, ma’am»

We was raised in the church, I ain’t scared of work

Love Friday night sitting and my high school winning

Heartbreak was real, I reckon it still is

Things ain’t change much for small-town kids

We were young and dumb, we were wild and free

Cranked some old Hank

Living in the moment is all we could see

Tryna be a small-town celebrity

It was glory days, it was Chevlorets

Every Friday night in Levis

Running like hell from blue lights

Spending cash, never looking back

Fake IDs, big city dreams

Small town celebrities

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh

Red dirt walking, red carpet talking

High dollar rolling, backseat rocking

It was all Hollywood, blowing smoke

A couple James Deans just stealing the show

It was glory days, it was Chevlorets

Every Friday night in Levis

Running like hell from blue lights

Spending cash, never looking back

Fake IDs, big city dreams

Small town celebrities

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

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