I grew up at 303 Pine Street
She grew up at 305
She had my heart by her sixteenth birthday
She got that 'Vette and took me for a ride, yeah
We slid around Sycamore
Hit 90 on Maple
She fired up a Marlboro and threw me the pack
Cut off a Semi and gave him the finger
Barely beat a train 'cross the railroad tracks
All I ever wanted was the girl next door
Yeah, she was the perfect woman I was never lookin' for
She was a heart breakin', beer drinkin', hell raisin' angel
In those cut off jeans she wore
All I ever wanted was the girl next door
Mama said she met a girl last Sunday
She plays Bingo every Saturday night
Daddy told me 'bout his boss's daughter
Swore, "Now boy, she's marrying type"
But all I ever wanted was the girl next door
Yeah, she was the perfect woman I was never lookin' for
She was a heart breakin', beer drinkin', hell raisin' angel
In those cut off jeans she wore
All I ever wanted was the girl next door
She was a heart breakin', beer drinkin', hell raisin' breathtakin' angel
In those cut off jeans she wore
All I ever wanted, all I ever wanted
Yeah, all I ever wanted
All I ever wanted was the girl next door
Artist: Mac Miller
Artist: Tinashe
Artist: The Black Angels