Ghost
Town Main Street,
right around Story Console cash
for some gas and a forty
Friday night fog lights,
kissin' in a quarry
Moon light, silver, starshine, gold
Saw the MTV Cribs, Caddy and a Rover
Diamond dollar bill chain,
payroll chauffeur
Bikinis in a pool, party in Ib iza MX
Blackheart Sapphire Visa
Money was just a scratch -off dream
Yeah, money didn't mean a thing
Ain't it funny how looking back
We didn't know how much we had
Hiding down the back road
Just a bunch of no -names
Hanging on a tailgate
Cranking on old flames
Sip ping from a jug of
rocky -top champagne
We were dirt poor -ish
Sparking up a bonfire,
shadows on her silhouette
Moves like a Jaguar,
curves like a Corvette
Liv ing in a high life,
just didn't know yet
We were dirt poor rich
VIP was a summertime lake view
30 minute jet skis,
all day pontoon
Boombox cranked up,
howling at a blue moon
Burnin' down dollars on a
weekend roll
Money was just a scratch -off dream
Yeah, money didn't mean a thing
Ain't it funny how look
in' back
We can see how much we had
Hidin' down a back road
Just a bunch of no -names
Hangin' on a tailgate
Crankin' on old flames
Sippin' from a jug of rocky
-top champagne
We were dirt poor rich
Sparkin' up a bonfire
Shadows on her silhouette
Moves like a jaguar, curves like a Corvette
Livin' in a high life,
just didn't know it yet
We were dirt poor rich
Didn't wake up in Bugattis,
rollin' around in Maseratis
In the Hollywood Hills,
hittin' skyline parties
But every weekend,
they were good times and good friends
Hidin' down the back road,
just a bunch of no -names
Singing on a tailgate,
cranking on old flames
Sip ping from a jug of
rocky top champagne
We were dirt poor rich
Sparking up a bonfire,
shadows on her silhouette
Moves like a jaguar, curves like a Corvette
Living in a house I just didn't know yet
We were dirt poor rich
We were dirt poor rich
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