Lyrics:

Well, you must be from the city
'Cause you sure ain't from round here
There ain't no smoke free section
We don't sell no import beer.

You been throwin' round that attitude
Since you walked in that door
I don't know where you come from
But you ain't there anymore

When in Rome,
You can do like the Roman's
But, when your down home
You better do like us.

You been lookin' down your nose
At our water tower town
Ain't no one getting rich
But, there's enough to go around.

If ya don't like tracy's cookin'
Well, ya best still leave a tip
She's back there in that kitchen
With a baby on her hip.

When in Rome,
You can do like the Roman's
But, when your down home
You better do like us.

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 doing business
Like our daddys, daddys did.

When you drive off in your beamer
If ya don't do 35
Don't give no lip to Beuford
Or he might just dot your eye.

And when your at the courthouse
Before Ole judge McCall
You best not say a word
About them comandments on his wall.
Naw!

When in Rome,
You can do like the Roman's
But when your down home
You better do like us.

Yeah, Yeah Yeah

When in Rome,
You can do like the Roman's
But when your down home
You better do like us.

Mmmm Hmmmm
Better do like us boy
Don't you come in here talking all that trash
Ya just might get your nose smashed.

When in Rome,
You can do like the Roman's...