I can still remember Grandpa died and our ship in Daddy he left momma and him more money than we'd ever seen And just like that we were Had a brand new boat and a And all us kids in our were jumping on a trampoline
A bunch low lives living the 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 the Big Orange now on a 57 inch TV, that's right
Money was gone by mid-July and we went back to just by 'Til momma 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 Settled out of for ten thousand bucks And chicken 'til I die a day
A bunch low living the high life Money 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 ground sitting out by the trampoline
We rocked, we rolled, we lived it up 'til it started thin We began looking for a way to that will again
I heard a a couple months ago, was Carrie Underwood on the radio Reminded me of a poem my brother wrote back in second I know she didn't it but so what? We lawyered up and we sued her butt These days we figured we'd pretty get paid to go away
A bunch low lives the high life Money burning a hole through the pockets of a holey jeans This song's 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 long as it 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 don't know (I wish they had beer, be perfect) I the little trays that the food comes on (I like the Polynesian sauce)