I'm a pair of Levi jeans
I'm an old burnt CD
And I'll drive this ragtop jeep
'Till it stops running
I'm a show up late to church
Yes ma'am, and no sir
Gonna let a 4 letter word
Slip when I'm buzzing
I am who I am, I ain't gonna change
I guess you could say I'm stuck in my ways
I keep a six pack in the Fridge
And a rocking chair out back
I keep a light on, on the porch
And a key under the mat
I don't park in that spot where you parked your Chevrolet
I ain't sitting 'round hoping you'll come back someday
I'm just stuck in my ways
Yeah I'm stuck in my ways
I'm stuck in my ways
Of driving back home
I don't mean to pass your house
It's just the way I go
And when I pour a glass of red
I still pour two
And if you're wondering boy
It ain't because of you
I keep a six pack in the Fridge
And a rocking chair out back
I keep a light on, on the porch
And a key under the mat
I don't park in that spot where you parked your Chevrolet
I ain't sitting 'round hoping you'll come back someday
I'm just stuck in my ways
Yeah I'm stuck in my ways
I'm a creature of habit
So is it so bad if
I keep a six pack in the Fridge
And a rocking chair out back
I keep a light on, on the porch
And a key under the mat
I don't park in that spot where you parked your Chevrolet
I ain't sitting 'round hoping you'll come back someday
I'm just stuck in my ways
Yeah I'm stuck in my ways
Oooh, oooh, oooh
