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