Lyrics Sucker For A Good Time - Brent Cobb

Sucker For A Good Time

Well I guess I overdid it
Why can’t I learn to quit it?
There must be somethin' bred in my bones
I heard a story 'bout my grandpappy gettin' down and rollin'
Way down in Alabama
Just south of Tallahatta
Them fellas hate to hear my name
'Cause all their pretty girlfriends leave me to blame
Well it’s a mean scene, man
You never seen nothin' like it
And I ain’t the kind to stretch out the truth
Every time I head south, son, I always come back missing a tooth
Day’s work won’t pay the
Might as well set a hook-line
Y’all, it ain’t my fault
I’m just a sucker for a good time
She was dressed in Dolce Vita
Alone
Breathtakingly gorgeous in pearl
Well you’d soon to be
Well the band was slowly swingin'
When Jessica came to me
Asked, «When you think you gonna save me a dance?»
she whispered «Honey here’s you last chance»
She was a, man, I never had nothin' like her
And I ain’t the kind to stretch out a lie
While she was gettin' I was gettin' close to goodbye
Day’s work won’t pay the
Might as well set a hook-line
Y’all, it ain’t my fault
I’m just a sucker for a good time
I was on the way out the back when somethin' caught me
Like a stack of cinderblocks 'cross the jaw
Overhead was a, corn-fed and ready to brawl
Well I finally found my feet
After the other cheek
Said, «Mr., take it if you want 'cause
«But just know I didn’t know she had "
Day’s work won’t pay the
Might as well set a hook-line
Y’all, it ain’t my fault
I’m just a sucker for a good time
Day’s work won’t pay the
Might as well set a hook-line
Y’all, it ain’t my fault
I’m just a sucker for a good time