I can remember when Grandpa and our ship came in Daddy said he left and him more money than we'd ever seen And just like that we thousandaires Had a new boat and a Frigidaire And all us kids in our underwear jumping on a trampoline
A bunch low living 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, right
Money was gone by mid-July and we went back to just 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 that Settled out of court for ten bucks And free chicken I die a day
A low lives living the high life Money burning a hole right through the of holey jeans Momma's got a 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 running We began looking for a way to that will again
I a song a couple months ago, was Carrie Underwood on the radio Reminded me of a poem my brother back in second grade I know she didn't steal it but so what? We up and we sued her butt These days we figured we'd pretty get paid to go away
A bunch low lives living the life Money burning a hole 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
It's run out some day And that ain't be a fun day But as as it ain't a Sunday We can go to and eat
Man I those Waffle fries (I know) That Chick-Fil-A has got some good waffle (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 trays that the food comes on (I like the Polynesian sauce)