Six Pack

Got a job, got a girl

Live at home with your parents in a dream world

Must be nice having cash to blow

Pay my own bills, so I guess I'll never know

Another shit day, I really don't care

We're cracking beers 'cause it's five o'clock somewhere

Uncle Patty didn't get too far

Passed out, getting drunk on the front lawn

Got a six pack, drink it with my best friend

I got a six pack, drink it with my left hand

You think you're so cool, I really like that

You're buying drinks 'cause your wallet's just too fat

Where do you get cash to spend?

Don't need a job when the money's from your girlfriend

I'll have a red-eye, pour me a cold one

You don't care 'cause your favorite drink's the next one

It's so sad, you're acting like a fiend

Blacked out, bumming smokes in your pissed jeans

Got a six pack, drink it with my best friend

I got a six pack, drink it with my left hand

I got a six pack, drink it with my best friend

I got a six pack, drink it with my left hand

I got a six pack, drink it with my best friend

Drink it with my best friend, drink it with my best friend