Am I really all the things that are outside of me? Would I complete myself without the things I like around? Does the music that I make play on my awkward face? Do you appreciate the subtleties of taste buds?
My friend and me were having laughs In a living room filled with arts and crafts He said "I like their clothes and their charming ways But what I really want is a simple place With no fashion clothes 'cause you can't eat those"
Only Ma'd pretend to like the clothes you showed to me Something in my heart can tell me it's a weakness And maybe you would have more luck playing those tasty games But me, I called and called and never heard from her again
She's too good to share our favorite things I'll keep an open mind if you let me in Don't let your temper rise, don't get a bitter face Try not to judge me on my kind of taste And don't go changing clothes when they don't like yours
Am I really all the things that are outside of me?
Writer/s: BRIAN ROSS WEITZ, NOAH BENJAMIN LENNOX
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"Friends In Low Places" by Garth Brooks was written by two Nashville songwriters after a meal in a local restaurant. One of them forgot his money, but said not to worry, "I have friends in low places. I know the cook."