The Monkees — Regional Girl

She’s a regional girl Come to the big city, give it a whirl She thinks that she can make it She thinks that she can take it I think she’s gonna end up flippin’ burgers in a basement She’s a regional girl He’s a regional guy Come to the big city, give it a try He wants to be a mover Yeah, he wants to shake it up I think he’s gonna end up pourin’ Pepsi in a cup ’Cause it’s a regional lie It’s a regional lie Mary, Mary, Mississippi, Indiana Jones Did you think that you could really make it on your own? A-singing whoa, oh oh oh, whoa, oh oh oh Eddie, Eddie, good and ready, now you’ve got your chance Try to keep the little buggers playin’ with your pants A-singing whoa, oh oh oh, whoa, oh oh oh It’s a regional lie The grass is always greener, and the coke is purified You wanna hit the big one Yeah, you wanna strike it rich I think you’re gonna end up flippin’ burgers for some bitch ’Cause it’s a regional lie Mary, Mary, Mississippi, Indiana Jones Did you think you could really make it on your own? A-singing whoa, oh oh oh, whoa, oh oh oh It’s a regional lie The grass is always greener, and the coke is purified You wanna hit the big one Yeah, you wanna strike it rich I think you’re gonna end up flipping burgers for some bitch ’Cause it’s a regional lie It’s a regional lie