I can remember when Grandpa died and our ship in Daddy said he left momma and him more than we'd ever seen And just like we were thousandaires Had a new boat and a Frigidaire And all us kids in our underwear jumping on a trampoline
A bunch low lives living the life Money burning a hole right through the pockets of jeans Grandpa's with 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 bucks And chicken 'til I die a day
A bunch low lives living the high 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 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 me of a poem my brother wrote back in second grade I know she steal 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 life 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
It's gonna run out day And that gonna be a fun day But as as it ain't a Sunday We can go to and eat
Man I love those fries (I know) That has got some good waffle fries (I'd say, that's right) I'll get a diet Coke, I don't know (I wish had beer, it'd be perfect) I like the little that the food comes on (I like the Polynesian sauce)