She’s a regional girl
Come to the big city, give it a whirl
She thinks that she can make it
She thinks that she can take it
I think she’s gonna end up flippin’ burgers in a basement
She’s a regional girl

He’s a regional guy
Come to the big city, give it a try
He wants to be a mover
Yeah, he wants to shake it up
I think he’s gonna end up pourin’ Pepsi in a cup
’Cause it’s a regional lie
It’s a regional lie

Mary, Mary, Mississippi, Indiana Jones
Did you think that you could really make it on your own?
A-singing whoa, oh oh oh, whoa, oh oh oh

Eddie, Eddie, good and ready, now you’ve got your chance
Try to keep the little buggers playin’ with your pants
A-singing whoa, oh oh oh, whoa, oh oh oh

It’s a regional lie
The grass is always greener, and the coke is purified
You wanna hit the big one
Yeah, you wanna strike it rich
I think you’re gonna end up flippin’ burgers for some bitch
’Cause it’s a regional lie
Mary, Mary, Mississippi, Indiana Jones
Did you think you could really make it on your own?
A-singing whoa, oh oh oh, whoa, oh oh oh

It’s a regional lie
The grass is always greener, and the coke is purified
You wanna hit the big one
Yeah, you wanna strike it rich
I think you’re gonna end up flipping burgers for some bitch
’Cause it’s a regional lie
It’s a regional lie