I can still remember died and our ship came in Daddy said he left momma and him money than we'd ever seen And just that we were thousandaires Had a brand new and a Frigidaire And all us kids in our underwear jumping on a trampoline
A bunch low lives living the high Money a hole right through the pockets of holey jeans Grandpa's with Lord now, but we got a new now And we can watch the Big Orange now on a 57 TV, that's right
Money was gone by mid-July and we went back to getting by 'Til momma slipped on a patch of ice of Chick-Fil-A Now we knew they was a Christian So we didn't ask for all that out of court for ten thousand bucks And chicken 'til I die a day
A bunch low lives living the life Money a hole right through the pockets of holey jeans Momma's got a now but we all get to swim now 'Cause we got an above ground sitting out by the
We rocked, we rolled, we lived it up 'til it started running We began for a way to spend that will again
I heard a song a months ago, was Carrie Underwood on the radio Reminded me of a my brother wrote back in second grade I know she didn't it but so what? We lawyered up and we sued her butt days we figured we'd pretty much get paid to go away
A bunch low lives living the high Money burning a hole right the pockets of a holey jeans This another one now, know I get a hot tub now Set it next to the above ground, which is to the trampoline
gonna run out some day And ain't gonna be a fun day But as long as it a Sunday We can go to and eat
Man I love those fries (I know) That Chick-Fil-A has got good waffle fries (I'd say, that's right) Maybe I'll get a Coke, I don't know (I wish had beer, it'd be perfect) I like the little trays that the comes on (I like the Polynesian sauce)