Lyrics

Every day I go to work to pay my rent But by the time I get the check my money's spent Although I feel I'm working only to survive The point of living isn't just to stay alive Sneak into the country show 'Cause we're both too broke to go Stop off at the liquor store 'Cause we're beneath the table poor Wake up feeling hungry for a swim outside Let's take the grocery money on a scenic ride Honey, you can hate me but you sure look cute Cruisin' down the freeway in your swimming suit Sneak out to the country springs 'Cause I can't buy you fancy things Stop off at the liquor store 'Cause we're beneath the table poor Some day I'll have a house that I can call my own For now I call a mattress on the floor my home Some day I'll have a house that I can call my own For now I call the floor my home Some day I'll have a house that I can call my own For now I call the floor my home Some day I'll have a house that I can call my own
Writer(s): Andrew Jerome Cashen, Sabrina Courtney Ellis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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