Karaoké I Still Like Bologna

There's satellite communications long distance internet relations
The world's a little faster every day
I know it's all well and good and I don't embrace it like I should but I wouldn't wanna go backwards even if I could
But I still like Bologna on white bread, now and then
And the sound of a whippoor will down a country road
The grass between my toes and that sunset sinking low
And a good woman's love to hold me close
I like my fifty inch HD plasma feels like they just reach out and grab you
Five hundread channels at my command
I finally gave in and got a cell phone
That I hardly ever seem to turn on
I guess I never had that much to say
And I still like Bologna on white bread, now and then
And the sound of a whippoor will down a country road
The grass between my toes and that sunset sinking low
And a good woman's love to hold me close
Oh oh
I got a laptop that sits on a desk
I don't use it much except to check
On some ole car from yesterday
I kinda like that music thang
You just download 'em and you can save about
Every song that's ever been made
But I still like Bologna on white bread, now and then
And the sound of a whippoor will down a country road
The grass between my toes and that sunset sinking low
And a good woman's love to hold me close
Well I guess, what I've been trying to say
This digital world is OK
It makes life better in a lot of ways
But it can't make the smell of spring
Or sunshine or lots of little things
We take for granted every day
Oh and I still like Bologna on white bread, now and then
And the sound of a whippoor will down a country road
The grass between my toes and that sunset sinking low
And a good woman's love to hold me close
Yeah Bologna a woman's love and a good cell phone

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