I can remember when Grandpa died and our came in Daddy said he momma and him more money than we'd ever seen And just like we were thousandaires Had a brand new boat and a And all us kids in our underwear were jumping on a
A low lives living 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 Orange now on a 57 inch TV, right
was gone by mid-July and we went back to just getting by 'Til momma slipped on a patch of ice of Chick-Fil-A Now we knew they was a Christian So we didn't ask for all that Settled out of court for ten thousand And chicken 'til I die a day
A bunch low lives the high life Money burning a hole right through the pockets of jeans Momma's got a now but we all get to swim now 'Cause we got an above sitting out by the trampoline
We rocked, we rolled, we it up 'til it started running thin We began looking for a way to spend that again
I heard a song a couple months ago, was Underwood on the radio Reminded me of a poem my brother wrote back in second I know she didn't steal it but so We lawyered up and we sued her butt These days we figured we'd much get paid to go away
A bunch low living the high life Money burning a hole right through the 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 gonna run out 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 fries (I know) That Chick-Fil-A has got good waffle fries (I'd say, that's right) Maybe get a diet Coke, I don't know (I wish had beer, it'd be perfect) I like the little trays that the food comes on (I like the sauce)