Can't Get Rid of It

I was born in a trailer park in Bowling Green, Kentucky
 and here's what happened to me:
 When I was a kid, like everybody else
 Didn't get in much trouble, stayed to myself
 Found some old records, it all became so clear
 Just like the whole world whispered in my ear, it was:
 C'mon, C'mon, C'mon
 In a small town, you quickly get your fill
 at school or work or church I never could sit still
 Learned to ignore everyword they said
 I'd rather listen to the rhythm in my head, it goes:
 (guitar)
 I Can't Get Rid Of It!
 (solo)
 It goes:
 (guitar)
 I Can't Get Rid Of It!
 If you see me comin', I'll probably pass you by
 ****(can't understand this part)****
 Nothin has changed since I was a kid
 You wanna know about me baby, listen to this:
 (guitar)
 I Can't Get Rid Of It!
 I Can't Get Rid Of It!