Lyrics:
And thick without a clue
If you ask me hard questions
I don't know what to do
I've got brains that make me tick
On automatic pilot
If I had to think
I'd give my life
To stare into your eyes and caress your face
As the priest, announces us man and wife
We'd live happily, ever after
White picket
we never thought of ourselves
Is leaving, never a thought for ourselves, home
We struggled hard all of our lives to get by
Oh, yes we did
Footprints in the sand
Let me hold your hand
Just to show you
That I've got you
Footprints in the sand
Let me hold your hand
Just to show you
That
and stone.
I’ve got a neighbor, he’s a lawyer, his wife could be his daughter, he don’t know what to think of me.
‘Cause I signed my ball on a Styrofoam bowl
Got 2 bottles of water by my side
My doubts in my left and my pen in my right
Not ready to choose, I am borrowing time
Do I slaughter the mic or do I
another truth I hide
Expected to be special
Pressured for greatness
They say I've got much potential but I've only seen glimpses
I'm worried that I'll miss
hard times have already gone
So listen
I aint living no long lonesome nights
I've stopped calling that woman my wife
Yeah I see light at the end of this
I got a home
With intelligent cats
In a way
They're seizing their day
I got them playing
And dancing with my demons
Oh
I need a loan
To keep me going
face darkened as I realized that I don't doubt it
I heard, your wife got another
Believe, in just the wire or the gutter
Mrs. Tanaka saw me scowl
OH, LUCKY ME!
CHORUS
OH, LUCKY ME!
I’ve got everything in life—a man could ever need
A gorgeous wife—three lovely kids—a loving family
each morning
a false promise
"Thirty-seven years of paying taxes
And I got a letter saying I was an illegal immigrant
I came to England at the age of ten and I've
at you and tell you
How I've done the work of ten to fifteen men
How I've struggled for my money
Sweated blood to get us by, yeah
Well I'm tired of it
pulled up stakes
Back home here in the old home 'stead I've kept him by my side
And filled him with my Appalachian pride
We're praising God in everything
Attenborough
And I finished up here in the zoo"
"I've got six wives, a warm cage, free dinners, the papers
I'm happy and safe from the hunters
And it really is
Relationships to shit dealin wit some hyprocrites
That ain't life dawg, I'm kickin' back with my wife dawg
We blazing a ounce of good green, we bless by God's
bring my wife and kids this generational hell
Grandmas words
I've been looking for you all my life
For you day and night
For you all my life
I've been
at la escondida
But I'm the one that's lost trying to find my vida
Got busted so i left home
Better place to rest my head where I'm unknown
Nothing i did
own lane (I've got my own lane, I'm driving by myself)
Hope you wish my well
I'm so gone (just you)
All I do is walk alone (just me)
I'm so gone
breaking trust you asked in conform
Now its sounding like I'm home-wrecking
And every action I've made you gone question
And every word I'll say you won't
a pro with my tool, I call her Tim Allen
Man forget my mistress, my side chick, my salt wife
You the one I've been waiting for my whole life
And pardon me
What else is a poor boy supposed to do?
I emptied my wallet, my head and my shoes
Lord, I believe I've got the workingman's blues
I walk into the barber
get the lo' on my home and I didn't know
And they tried, that's how we got the lo' on your bro, he had to go to the sky
Every day, this is really how
at home, yeah, I'm really here
No one came by for my birthday last year
I got some presents, things you never see
Things really mean something to me
And one
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