

Verse
Kicked off my heels by the kitchen door
Found this dress in the back of the closet, forgot what it's for
Cranked up the record my sister left behind
Dust on the needle but the sound still climbs
Pre-Chorus
Who says I need a reason
Who says I need a crowd
Something in this Tuesday night
Is calling me out loud
Chorus
I'm the front row for my own parade
Marching band of one, and I ain't afraid
Streamers made of porch light, confetti made of stars
I don't need a stage, baby, I've got the yard
Front row for my own parade
Verse
Neighbor's dog is barking at the tambourine
Grandma's pearls around my neck, I feel like a queen
Spinning on the driveway, gravel in my toes
Nobody's watching but I'm stealing the show
Pre-Chorus
Who says I need a reason
Who says I need a crowd
Something in this Tuesday night
Is calling me out loud
Chorus
I'm the front row for my own parade
Marching band of one, and I ain't afraid
Streamers made of porch light, confetti made of stars
I don't need a stage, baby, I've got the yard
Front row for my own parade
Bridge
Maybe joy don't need an audience
Maybe free is just a feeling that makes sense
When it's only me, the moon, and my two feet
Dancing to a rhythm that the whole block cannot see
Chorus
I'm the front row for my own parade
Marching band of one, and I ain't afraid
Streamers made of porch light, confetti made of stars
I don't need a stage, baby, I've got the yard
Front row for my own parade
Front row for my own parade
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