Testo Bubba

That boy's a lonestar
Got a heavy head
Bottle rocket fusing to the sunset
Burn a little too bright sometimes
Rubbing chlorine out his eyes sometimes
Listening to Big Star lying in your car
You could never run far, I know who you are
See your spirit like a bluebonnet field One out the window, one hand on the wheel

He calls his best friends bubba
They heard that a hundred times
Long summers, and finding others to idolize
No budget, and cutting into the country fried
Got a lawn chair, open into the fall air

Cut off the screen
Look outside
Wondering how much time till you start calling me again
Got sunshine in brown bag
Running till the sunlight fades over the state line
If I'm choosin'
I'm needin' us back When we're dreamin'
Not overthinkin'
Can you take me back, boy, you know I'm needin' it?

Didn't know anything
I was up to bat, you were on my team
Jumping on one, two, three
Holding my hand, you can count on me