I can still when Grandpa died and our ship in Daddy said he left momma and him more money than we'd ever And like 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 the high life burning a hole right through the pockets of holey jeans Grandpa's Lord now, but we got a new Ford now And we can watch the Big now on a 57 inch TV, that's right
Money was gone by and we went back to just getting by 'Til momma slipped on a of ice outside of Chick-Fil-A Now we knew they was a bunch So we didn't ask for all much Settled out of for ten thousand bucks And free chicken I die a day
A bunch low lives living the high Money burning a hole right through the pockets of jeans got a limp 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 a song a couple months ago, was Carrie Underwood on the radio me of a poem my brother wrote back in second grade I know she didn't steal it but so what? We lawyered up and we her butt These days we figured we'd much get paid to go away
A bunch low lives living the life Money a hole right through the pockets of a holey jeans This song's another one now, I get a hot tub now Set it next to the ground, which is next to the trampoline
gonna run out some day And that ain't 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 good waffle fries (I'd say, that's right) I'll get a diet Coke, I don't know (I they had beer, it'd be perfect) I like the little that the food comes on (I like the Polynesian sauce)