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Woah, woah, woah Everybody piled in the back of a beat up truck Riding down the road with the radio up I got my arm around my girl with a farmer's tan All my boys shakin' up them cans A 12-pack and spray paint Takin' it too far We're doin it our way Leaving our mark Down the halls, on the walls, in the bathroom stalls Underneath that freight-train bridge that we jumped off We wrote "long live the kings and queens of this city" Small town famous, our names in graffiti Graffiti, graffiti, graffiti Just a little something to remember us by Like our very own Hollywood sign Our stories spread around Word of mouth, town to town, oh yeah Even now still talkin' 'bout, still talkin' 'bout Down the halls, on the walls, in the bathroom stalls Underneath that freight-train bridge that we jumped off SongtexteWe wrote "long live the kings and queens of this city" Small town famous, our names in graffiti Graffiti, graffiti, graffiti Woah, we still got the crown, it was more than just a memory Never going down in water tower history The halls, on the walls, in the bathroom stalls Underneath that freight train bridge that we jumped off We wrote long live the kings and queens of this city Small town famous, our names in graffiti This town is ours, cross our hearts, keep our secrets safe And every tale will be swept into our graves To all the jocks and the punks, the freaks and the hippies Yeah, we're small town famous, our names in graffiti Graffiti, graffiti, graffiti Yeah, we're small town famous, our names in graffiti Graffiti, graffiti, graffiti Yeah, long live the kings and the queens of this city Small town famous, our names in graffiti Graffiti, graffiti, graffiti, graffiti Aus Songtexte Mania