I can still remember Grandpa and our ship came in Daddy said he left momma and him more money than we'd seen And like that we were thousandaires Had a brand new boat and a And all us kids in our underwear jumping on a trampoline
A bunch low living the high life Money burning a hole right through the 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 TV, that's right
Money was gone by mid-July and we went to just getting by 'Til momma on a patch of ice outside of Chick-Fil-A Now we they was a Christian bunch So we didn't ask for all that out of court for ten thousand bucks And free chicken I die a day
A bunch low lives the high life Money burning a hole right through the pockets of holey got a limp 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 running thin We began looking for a way to spend 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 grade I know she steal it but so what? We lawyered up and we sued her butt These days we figured pretty much get paid to go away
A bunch low lives the high life Money a hole right 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 that ain't be a fun day But as long as it a Sunday We can go to and eat
Man I love Waffle fries (I know) That Chick-Fil-A has got some good waffle (I'd say, that's right) Maybe get a diet Coke, I don't know (I wish they had beer, be perfect) I like the little trays that the food on (I like the Polynesian sauce)