I can still when died and our ship came in Daddy said he left momma and him more money we'd ever seen And just like we were thousandaires Had a new boat and a Frigidaire And all us kids in our were jumping on a trampoline
A bunch low lives living the high Money burning a 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 getting 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 that Settled out of court for ten thousand And free 'til I die a day
A bunch low lives living the life burning 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 above ground out by the trampoline
We rocked, we rolled, we it up 'til it started running thin We began looking for a way to that will again
I heard a song a couple months ago, was Carrie on the radio Reminded me of a poem my brother back 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 high Money burning a hole right the pockets of a holey jeans This song's another one now, I get a hot tub now Set it next to the above ground, is next to the trampoline
gonna run out some day And ain't 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 Chick-Fil-A has got some waffle fries (I'd say, that's right) Maybe I'll get a Coke, I don't know (I they had beer, it'd be perfect) I the little trays that the food comes on (I like the Polynesian sauce)