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letra de bowmanville state of mind - blinkdeux, mitch, kaitlyn, and travis

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yeah
yeah, i’m up at waverley
now i’m down on baseline
right next to the bowl
where i be champ foreva
bowlin’ strikes straight down center
since i made it here
i can make it anywhere
yeah they love me everywhere

i used to chill memorial
with all my bowmanvillies
now we there at timmies
coffee and a bagel please
warp to the eastside
checkin’ out the town mall
seen the dollarama then you’ve pretty much seen it all

cruisin’ down king st
smart car at the metro
drivin’ all the way for a fill-up at petro
me i’m up at harvey’s
havin’ me a milkshake
now i live on scugog
and i brought my boys with me

pickin’ up some hanc’s fries, grabbin’ me a large size
sitting rinkside gaels and eagles and the crowd cries
man i have a great time, hope that i neva leave
tell by my sarcasm that i most definitely from…

[chorus]
bow-man-villllllllllllle
sleepy town where our dreams are made of
there’s not much you can do
now you’re in bow-man-villllllllllle
there’s freakin’ fields all around you
lakeside air will inspire you
for now we’re in bowman, bowman, bow-man-villlllllllllle

i’m down at the cineplex
swipin’ up my scene card no 3d for avatar
buying in the zellers till they got otha half of walmart
sure i guess that sounds bad, but it could be worse though
we got an empty rona we use for drivin’ yo

now i’m listenin’ to my tunes
you know they’re for the white boys
clarington central
home of the coyotes
ross tilley, j. hobbs, waverley, etcetera
all them schools part this district of kawaratha

when i walk down the streets, unicycle man knows my name
or maybe that’s the walking guy you know they both look the same
travel down concession, see what’s left of camp thirty
yah that’s right, bowmanville’s prison camp is lookin’ kinda dirty

skip around gaily
yellow buses daily
maple fest, nhl, josh bailey
george of the jungle, rest in peace bongo
long live the water tower
i’m from the hick town that’s…

[chorus]
bow-man-villllllllllllle
sleepy town where our dreams are made of
there’s not much you can do
now you’re in bow-man-villllllllllle
there’s freakin’ fields all around you
lakeside air will inspire you
for now we’re in bowman, bowman, bow-man-villlllllllllle

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