Contextual Analysis of "southern" in Lyrics

one thing will never change. down and out

i need a southern girl. well

y'all know what it is

a hundred thou cash gets the southern ass flow

'cause they love those

wild-eyed boys

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on a warm november day

my sweet street justice shining on my life

i got a suitcase full of pictures

girl you know the rest 'cause they tell me

it never rains in southern california

she grew up on muddy waters

southern style

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better keep your head

hidden in the summer for a million years

burned you black

and it's calling me

getting lost in the moss and the shade of an old oak tree

and it's calling me

getting lost in the moss and the shade of an old oak tree

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have you ever felt a southern night

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have you ever felt a southern night

this drink won't be my last

and you know i'm thinking of

this drink won't be my last

and you know i'm thinking of

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hear me long before i come

Born the middle son of a farmer

Like his daddy’s daddy before him

but i do good and hopes that he smiles when i mean it

and it ain't my fault

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is all you know how to do

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those baby brown eyes and the honey blond hair