Mikayla Lewis - Going Back to Nashville

Strolling philosophers
On the narrow streets of Oliver
Isn't Carla such a darla-la-la-la-ling?
Beep, boop, beep, I'm buffering
I'm going back to Nashville
And I'm not coming back 'til I make it
I make it
Yum Yum has a mallet
If there's a rat, she says, "Let me at it!"
Chasing pavement, picking dandy dandelions
Strolling the pyramids with the Mayans
Building a palace upon each callus
I'm going back to Nashville
and I'm not coming back 'til I make it
I make it
In a whirlpool with the B fifty two's
Billy S. didn't B.S. he said, "Love all, trust few"
Lou reads, Ronnie sings + Bob is still dealing
Anything is possible when you're willing
Where there's a Willie, there's a Waylon
Amen!
I'm going back to Nashville
And I'm not coming back 'til I make it
Uh-huh, I make it
Now shake it!
Shake it
Shake it
Now shake it, now shake it
Now shake it, now shake it!
I made it

Written by:
Mikayla Lewis

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