I can still when Grandpa died and our came in Daddy said he left momma and him more 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 were on a trampoline
A bunch low lives the high life Money burning a hole right through the pockets of jeans Grandpa's Lord now, but we got a new Ford now And we can watch the Big Orange now on a 57 inch TV, that's
Money was gone by and we went back to just getting by 'Til momma slipped on a patch of ice outside of Now we knew was a Christian bunch So we didn't ask for all that Settled out of court for ten thousand And free 'til I die a day
A bunch low lives living the life burning 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 out by the trampoline
We rocked, we rolled, we lived it up 'til it started thin We began for a way to spend that will again
I heard a song a couple months ago, was Underwood on the radio Reminded me of a poem my brother wrote back in second I know she steal it but so what? We lawyered up and we sued her butt These we figured we'd pretty much get paid to go away
A bunch low lives living the high burning a hole right through 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 that gonna be a fun day But as long as it ain't a We can go to and eat
Man I love those Waffle (I know) That Chick-Fil-A has got some good waffle fries (I'd say, right) Maybe I'll get a Coke, I don't (I wish they had beer, it'd be perfect) I like the little trays that the food comes on (I like the sauce)