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 back even if I could.



Chorus:

But I still like balogna on white bread

Now and then

And the sound of a whippoorwill

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 50 inch HD plasma

Feels like they just reach out and grab you

500 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.



Chorus:

But I still like balogna on white bread

Now and then

And the sound of a whippoorwill

Down a country road

The grass between my toes

And that sunset sinking low

And a good woman's love to hold me close.



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Aha



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.



Chorus:

But I still like balogna on white bread

Now and then

And the sound of a chevelle headin'

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 okay

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.



Chorus:

But I still like balogna on white bread

Now and then

And the sound of a whippoorwill

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, balogna, a woman's love

And a good cell phone