I Still Like Bologna

	  		

  

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There's satellite communications  

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Long distance Internet relations  

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The world's a little faster every day  

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Now I know it's all well and good 

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And I don't embrace it like I should 

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But I wouldn't wanna go backwards even if I could  
  

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But I still like bologna on white bread, now and then  

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And the sound of a whippoorwill down a country road  

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The grass between my toes and that sunset sinking low  

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And a good woman's love to hold me close  

  
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I like my 50 inch HD plasma  

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Feels like they just reach out and grab you  

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Five hundred channels at my command  

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I finally gave in and got a cell phone 

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That I hardly ever seem to turn on 

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I guess I never had that much to say  

  

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But I still like bologna on white bread, now and then  

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And the sound of a whippoorwill down a country road  

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The grass between my toes and that sunset sinking low  

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And a good woman's love to hold me close 
 

  
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I got a laptop that sits on a desk 

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I don't use it much except to check on  

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Some old car from yesterday  

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I kinda like that music thing  

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You just download 'em  

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And you can save about every song  

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That's ever been made  

  


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But I still like bologna on white bread, now and then  

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And the sound of a shovelhead on a gravel road  

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The grass between my toes and that sunset sinking low  

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And a good woman's love to hold me close 
 

  
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Well, I guess what I've been trying to say  

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This digital world is okay 

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It makes life better in a lot of ways  
  

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But it can't make the smell of spring 

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Or sunshine or lots of little things  

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We take for granted every day  

   

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But I still like bologna on white bread, now and then  

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And the sound of a whippoorwill down a country road  

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The grass between my toes and that sunset sinking low  

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And a good woman's love to hold me close  

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Yeah, bologna, a woman's love, and a good cell phone