She sucks on the bottle
holds it in her hand
thinks it’s shaped like a woman
She’s seventeen
not yet a woman
but the beer is cold
and it tastes like freedom
And she likes it
It feels good
This is Independence Indiana
And she likes it
It feels good
Life may never be as sweet again
In Independence Indiana
If you ask her
she’ll tell you high school sucks
and people say she’s just like her mother
but she’s got a boyfriend
and he’s got a car
they just can’t keep their hands off each other
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And all her friends seem hell-bent
on getting out of town
they say “I’m moving up
And this place just drags me down”
And she’s about had enough
of waving brave goodbyes
the greyhound bus
the sighing brakes
nothing else makes such a desperate sound
She sucks on the bottle
holds it up to the light and thinks
“beer is so underrated”
But she’s got a boyfriend
and he’s got a car
life just ain’t that complicated
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