Chesney then lobs a few more familiar country settings into his narrative: Trailer park, truck stop, faded little map dots/New York to L.A. And he reminisces fondly about hyperactive teen hormones and smoking something (perhaps cigarettes, perhaps marijuana): We were teenage dreamin/Front seat leanin/Baby, come give me a kiss/ Uptown, down home American kids/Growin up in little pink houses/Makin out on living room couches/Blowin that smoke on a Saturday night/A little messed up, but we were alright. Church shows up in the next verse, but its influence on the teens in its parking lot seems negligible

If you had looked on social media a few years ago whenever a celebrity posted a picture smoking a cigarette, maybe you wouldve seen comments like, nooo theyre going to age so poorly now or This is not the move bestie. Now, youll see comments like YESSS or I saw charli xcx smoking parliaments, and now I smoke parliaments or im so obsessed. In fact, theres a whole Instagram account dedicated to pictures of hot people smoking (@cigfluencers)
Religions are simply platforms for faith, she says, and she decided Catholicism was a lousy platform, so she chose Islam
But I'll light one up anytime of the day