Notebook of a Hell-Trapped Girl

Alabama Gurls

I know a place where we burn grass to make it greener
Warm, all year long
We got the hose if we need water
Sippin sweet tea
Stretching out on towels on the roof
The boys pick us up and take us on rides through the woods and the mud
You can travel the world
But nothing comes close
to Alabama's Gulf Coast

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I couldn't think of anything else at the moment and never got the chance to finish this song.