Well I guess I overdid it, why can't I learn to quit it?
There must be somethin' bred in my bones
I heard a story 'bout my grandpappy gettin' down and rollin' [?]
[Verse 2]
Way down in Alabama just south of [?]
The fellas hate to hear my name
[?] pretty girlfriends [?] leave me to blame
[Verse 3]
Well it's a mean scene, man, you never seen nothin' like it
And I ain't the kind to stretch out the truth
Every time my head smiles, son, I always come back [?]
[Chorus]
Day's work won't pay
The [?]
Might as well sell a hook-line
Y'all, it ain't my fault
I'm just a sucker for a good time
[Verse 4]
She was dressed in Dolce Vita, alone [?]
Breathtakin'ly gorgeous in pearl
Well you'd [?]
[Verse 5]
Well the band was slowly swingin' when Jessica came to me
Asked, "When you think you gonna save me a dance?"
[?] she whispered "Honey here's you last chance"
[Verse 6]
She was a [?], man, I never had nothin' like her
And I ain't the kind to stretch out a lie
While she was gettin' [?] I was gettin' [?] to goodbye
[Chorus]
Day's work won't pay
The [?]
Might as well sell a hook-line
Y'all, it ain't my fault
I'm just a sucker for a good time
[Verse 7]
I was on the way out the back when somethin' caught me
Like a stack of cinderblocks 'cross the jaw
Overhead was a [?], corn-fed and ready to brawl
[Verse 8]
Well I finally found my feet after [?] the other cheek
Said, "Mr., take it if you want 'cause [?]
"But just know I didn't know she had [?]"
[Chorus]
Day's work won't pay
The [?]
Might as well sell a hook-line
Y'all, it ain't my fault
I'm just a sucker for a good time
[Chorus]
Day's work won't pay
The [?]
Might as well sell a hook-line
Y'all, it ain't my fault
I'm just a sucker for a good time
[Verse 1] Well I guess I overdid it, why can't I learn to quit it? There must be somethin' bred in my bones I heard a story 'bout my grandpappy gettin' down and rollin' [?] [Verse 2] Way down in Alabama just south of [?] The fellas hate to hear my name [?] pretty girlfriends [?] leave me to blame [Verse 3] Well it's a mean scene, man, you never seen nothin' like it And I ain't the kind to stretch out the truth Every time my head smiles, son, I always come back [?] [Chorus] Day's work won't pay The [?] Might as well sell a hook-line Y'all, it ain't my fault I'm just a sucker for a good time [Verse 4] She was dressed in Dolce Vita, alone [?] Breathtakin'ly gorgeous in pearl Well you'd [?] [Verse 5] Well the band was slowly swingin' when Jessica came to me Asked, "When you think you gonna save me a dance?" [?] she whispered "Honey here's you last chance" [Verse 6] She was a [?], man, I never had nothin' like her And I ain't the kind to stretch out a lie While she was gettin' [?] I was gettin' [?] to goodbye [Chorus] Day's work won't pay The [?] Might as well sell a hook-line Y'all, it ain't my fault I'm just a sucker for a good time [Verse 7] I was on the way out the back when somethin' caught me Like a stack of cinderblocks 'cross the jaw Overhead was a [?], corn-fed and ready to brawl [Verse 8] Well I finally found my feet after [?] the other cheek Said, "Mr., take it if you want 'cause [?] "But just know I didn't know she had [?]" [Chorus] Day's work won't pay The [?] Might as well sell a hook-line Y'all, it ain't my fault I'm just a sucker for a good time [Chorus] Day's work won't pay The [?] Might as well sell a hook-line Y'all, it ain't my fault I'm just a sucker for a good time Explain Request ×
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