Paroles Beer On The Table de Josh Thompson

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Every morning I get up before that rooster crows
Headed straight to somewhere I don't even want to go
Eggs and bacon in my belly and a Folger's coffee buzz
Good ol' radar detector it protects me from the fuzz
Well I do what I gotta do to get through working that 9 to 5
It's killing me but then again it's keeping me alive

It puts the gas in my truck, butter on my biscuits,
Couple bucks when I'm itchin', for a scratch-off ticket
That poker makes me broker every Saturday night
But I still got running water and they ain't cut off the lights
Come Friday night my friends and I start peeling off them labels
Working hard all week puts beer on the table

Eighteen bucks an hour and a million dollar tan
All them women whistle at me while I'm working for the man
Making me some cold hard cash out in that summer sun
Come Friday I'll have money but by Monday I'll have none
Once the bills are paid and that bass boat tank has gone from E to F
I fill that big ol' cooler up there ain't a whole lot left

But I got gas in my truck, butter on my biscuits,
Couple bucks when I'm itchin', for a scratch-off ticket
That poker makes me broker every Saturday night
But I still got running water and they ain't cut off the lights
Come Friday night my friends and I start peeling off them labels
Working hard all week puts the beer on the table

Ohhhh, wohhhh, I'm a simple man, yes I am
All I need is a few good friends and a good job,
And a good dog, maybe a woman that understands

An' a little gas in my truck, some butter on my biscuits,
Couple bucks when I'm itchin', for a scratch-off ticket
That poker makes me broker every Saturday night
But I still got running water and they ain't cut off the lights
Come Friday night my friends and I start peeling off them labels
Working hard all week yeah, puts the beer on the table, oh, ah
Puts the beer on the table

Why don't 'cha'll pass me a'nother one of 'dem cold cans?

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