Album : La De Da
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Listen up kid, it's not what you think
Stayed out to late, had a little too much to drink
Walked home 'cross the bridge, when the Marquee shutdown
There's a reason that I love this town

Nobody cares, how much money you have
If you've got enough, to get in a cab
There'll be drinks on the house, when your house burns down
There's a reason that I love this town

I saw your band, in the early days
We all understand, why you moved away
We'll hold a grudge, anyway

I shot the shit, with miniature Tim
If he needs a tune, I'll write one for him
We like the same books and we like the same sound
There's a reason that I love this town

I played a gig in Kelowna last year
They said, "Pick it up Joel. We're dying in here."
Picture one hand clapping, then picture half that sound
There's a reason that I hate that town

If you saw my band, in the early days
Then you'll understand, why we moved away
You'll hold a grudge, anyway
...'cause it's funny

Davey and me, face down in our soup
In some French restaurant, outside Riviere Du Loup
Last night out on tour, we burned the place to the ground
There's a reason that I love this town
There's a reason that I love this town
There's a reason that I love this town
Listen up kid, it's not what you think   Stayed out to late, had a little too much to drink   Walked home 'cross the bridge, when the Marquee shutdown   There's a reason that I love this town      Nobody cares, how much money you have   If you've got enough, to get in a cab   There'll be drinks on the house, when your house burns down   There's a reason that I love this town      I saw your band, in the early days   We all understand, why you moved away   We'll hold a grudge, anyway      I shot the shit, with miniature Tim   If he needs a tune, I'll write one for him   We like the same books and we like the same sound   There's a reason that I love this town      I played a gig in Kelowna last year   They said, "Pick it up Joel. We're dying in here."   Picture one hand clapping, then picture half that sound   There's a reason that I hate that town      If you saw my band, in the early days   Then you'll understand, why we moved away   You'll hold a grudge, anyway   ...'cause it's funny      Davey and me, face down in our soup   In some French restaurant, outside Riviere Du Loup   Last night out on tour, we burned the place to the ground   There's a reason that I love this town   There's a reason that I love this town   There's a reason that I love this town
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