I can still remember died and our ship came in Daddy said he left momma and him more money we'd ever seen And just like that we thousandaires Had a brand new and a Frigidaire And all us kids in our underwear jumping on a trampoline
A low lives living the high life Money a hole right through the pockets of holey jeans Grandpa's with now, but we got a new Ford now And we can the Big Orange now on a 57 inch TV, that's right
was gone by mid-July and we went back to just getting by 'Til slipped on a patch of ice outside of Chick-Fil-A Now we knew was a Christian bunch So we didn't ask for all much out of court for ten thousand bucks And chicken 'til I die a day
A bunch low lives living the life Money burning a hole right through the of holey jeans Momma's got a limp now but we all get to now 'Cause we got an above ground out by the trampoline
We rocked, we rolled, we lived it up 'til it running thin We looking for a way to spend that will again
I a song a couple months ago, was Carrie Underwood on the radio Reminded me of a poem my brother wrote 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 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 next to the
gonna run out some day And that 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 some good waffle fries (I'd say, right) I'll get a diet Coke, I know (I wish they had beer, it'd be perfect) I like the little trays that the comes on (I like the Polynesian sauce)