by Dean Friedman

Typical family in a typical town, Chasing our
dreams with the top rolled down. Drive to the
supermarket, travel up and down the aisles, past
cereal boxes for miles and miles and miles.

Stand in line at the register, looking through the
magazines, At Julia Roberts and all them beauty
queens, And UFO's in the USA and sightings of
Bigfoot, Madonna and Elvis and JFK.

I know we're not alone. It's the same old story.
This place we call our home. It's a typical town.
And we're a typical family.

Typical family in a typical town, Dress up our
kids in hand-me-downs. Drive 'em to little league
after school, Dance class, piano lessons, teach
them to swim in the neighbor's pool.

Pick up the paper, bringin' in the mail, Sort
through the bills and the half-price discount
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Just hire a babysitter and take your honey to the
cineplex.

I know we're not alone. It's the same old story.
This place we call our home. It's a typical town.
And we're a typical family.

Settle down for supper, kick off your shoes. Tuna
surprise and the evening news. Help them with
their homework, spend some time with your kids.
Play some video games and send them to bed with a
goodnight kiss.

Peace and quiet at the end of the day. Turn on the
TV and wash your cares away. All the wars and
floods and assorted tragedies. Just thank god it
didn't happen to you or me.

I know we're not alone. It's the same old story.
This place we call our home. It's a typical town.
And we're a typical family.