Well, you must be from the city Cause you sure ain't from round here There ain't no smoke free section We dont sell no import beer You been throwin' round that attitude Since you walked through the door I dont know where you come from but you ain't there anymore When in rome you can do like the romans But where you're down home You better do like us You've been lookin' down your nose At our water tower town Ain't no one getting rich But there's enough to go around If you dont't like Tracy's cookin' Well you best still leave a tip She's back there in that kitchen With a baby on her hip You put your best foot forward When you go to meet a man Look him in the eye And put a good grip on his hand Don't cuss around the ladies Tell us how to raise our kids We like doin' business Like our daddy's daddies did When you drive off in your beamer If you don't do 35 Don't give no lip to Buford Or he might just dot your eye And when your at the courthouse Before judge mcCall You'd best not say a word 'bout them commandments on his wall naw Yeah, when in Rome You can do like the romans Yeah